Twenty-seven steps back towards the light
come on PERSEPHONE
put up a fight girl …
it’s the least that you could do
but it tastes so good with a needle and honey … when the sky unfolds you wouldn’t need any money
you could live off this like it’s the end of the world
If you don’t get up on your feet we’ll be here all week
It’s going to be the longest winter that you’ve ever seen
You can’t take him out and you can’t take him down
They’ve just declared a war on your home town
you’re chanting psalms of the mystics deep within the tombs
your body’s drenched in incense and as you breath the fumes you think …
maybe, i could make myself at home here …
but it seeps in sweet and then it comes down heavy
by the time you come to they’re playing rock, rock, steady
and the buzz of the pinball machine in the other room
If you don’t get up on your feet we’ll be here all week
It’s going to be the longest winter that you’ve ever seen
You can feel it in your bones
You could never bring him home
You’ll have to keep your secret in this catacomb so ….
Keep this light burning bright for me …
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