Текст песни Babylon Whores - Metatron, слова песни Babylon Whores

Текст песни Babylon Whores - Metatron

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Given to crescent moon
Chaldean echoes of spectral gloom
Like a pen pal of the gods
No horns no reply
Flowers of sorcery
Like pearls before the swine
Defying space and time
Sez the pineal gland of mine
Like,
Given to dreaming witchesґ lie
Itґs sweet to close your weary eyes
Given to pentacles and more
Drunk with the blood of the whore
Gimme some Metatron
Damn my immortal soul
But show me something that I donґt know
Gimme some Metatron
Given to waning moon
Septuagint whispers of impending doom
Cautes and Cautopates
A shit load of bad ass deities
Wore out my shovel
Burying monsters where they popped up
And itґs OK
Doesnґt matter anyway
For Babalon above
For Babalon below
Gimme some Metatron

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