The pauper spite is richer and older And jabs the stomach with its finger well The only unclear thing's the Eternity's survival For she's a faith sister with the hole in her forehead
Assistant skymaster, make me the bed Assistant skymaster, put me to sleep in Eden Assistant skymaster, put Evie in my bed Assistant skymaster, I'm riding my hobbyhorses Assistant skymaster, to God through the clouds Assistant skymaster, we are the humans
Where the freakish dance is vivid Where the storms howl in frustration Where the shadows turn to ghosts of Evil heartlessness, and gob the Stars voraciously, there is that Land, it's mighty and enormous Knows by the name of Terror And this bloody land is ruled by Cerberus, the cunning mongrel