The Red Passage lyrics
(lyrics by Pavel Wasilewski)
"The red passage of Samadhi, Blood-Vision" KENNETH GRANT A dive up with head down Moth-winged Angel's shriek Excretion condensed Dignity disrespect The Crown of Manhood Means nothing here Not for the sheep they pray They bless the butcher's knife A chant of turbid light Sombre consolation Carry me, oh Hydra Mother To gods of festering wounds The Crown of Manhood Means nothing here Not for the sheep they pray They bless the butcher's knife A chant of turbid light Sombre consolation Carry me, oh Hydra Mother To gods of festering wounds
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