Timesbold House Demands
bend your head against the grey
and spit and curse and f..ck and pray
and pray and pray until you sleep
the good lord'll keep them knees bleedin'
carry me to the end of this
i can't believe your little bliss
if this is hell well i want it all
and i want this holy house to fall
there's seas of sweat and shit stained spit
suckin' on pig ass and hungry
broken hands and broken bands
beautiful blistering burning sand
the archer's kept in a small glass ball
he's got no love to give at all
fires burn you all will learn
to howl in tune with endless walls
so i demand to house the devil
second-hand chains in a minor way
holiness has made this mess
and i demand to be led astray
the virgin mother told her tale
to keep the truth behind her veil
some awful man invaded her
and from womb a curse was burst
and so she set the world afire
with priests and popes and children's choirs
and if indeed revenge is hers
then the world got just what it deserved
