The firmament is both my enemy and my friend One other thing's for sure - division in my soul Punk art person was you my son You're an androgynous piece of slop
Roll up! Sons of temperance Voila! Sons of temperance Roll up! Sons of temperance
Present crypto-moralist nation
On the night out of the valley Of sweet silence Dark distortions of the past And the restructure of your new life
Firmament is both my enemy and madness One other thing's for sure - division in my soul The abolition of your mind and your brain and your soul Bell-hop
Roll up! Sons of temperance Voila! Sons of temperance Voila! Sons of temperance
Present crypto-moralist nation
On the night out of the valley Of sweet silence Dark distortions of the past And the restructure of your new life