Genesis Going Out To Get You
I can pacify your violence,
I can guarantee no pain.
Leave the ugly force of motion
deep inside your guilty brain.
Going out to get you.
Going out to get you.
Going out to get you.
Pulpit of the python chasing out the innocents defiled.
Leave your weapon in the cool stream,
Rest your body on the stone.
Multitude will beckon to a clear sky,
Rise again to follow all who came.
Are you really evil?
I saw you in the devil's kitchen
cooking for the Queen of Spades,
Hiding in your pretty laces ,
Licking fingers sunk in jam.
Going out to get you.
Going out to get you.
Going out to get you.
Pulpit of the python chasing out the innocents defiled.
Curl your flimsy leaves around me,
Sorceress you cannot still command,
Burning in the orifice of Hades,
Sacrifice your magic to my hand.
Are you really evil?
I saw you in the hermit's garden
picking roots to kill his flesh,
Tacking spells to take his body,
Trapping him inside your mesh.
Going out to get you.
Going out to get you.
Going out to get you.
Pulpit of the python chasing out the innocents defiled.
