Eat Sun Son

Never felt so warm but your womb is a mountaintop

never felt so warm till your veins emptied over me

You could not have known that the sky opens up with this

blessed wonder

My gingerly moving limbs

we're going under

The grass starts to dance and swim

Eat Sun, Son

Eat Sun, Son

Eat Sun, Son

Eat Sun, Son

Eat Sun, Son

Never felt so warm till the flames of gehenna licked

never was forlorn that's the way that we operate

a demon and a god are now raging inside

of your sacred fever

your gingerly bound restraints

you're going under

split lips hiss the songs of saints