Machines Of Loving Grace "Rite Of Shiva" |
Tantric sex magick fill the hole in my soul Tragic nymphonic she got no place to go I pull the soul trigger jaw chainsaw goddess or believer roll in the grass with a green-eyed Lolita I do the rite of Shiva I'm sitting here petrified the car-crash collide collapse collide as I look into her liquid eyes angels kill your appetite for little girls with expanded minds and I realized I'd lost my lines when I looked into into her eyes I pull the soul trigger saw her face now I'm a believer roll in the grass with a green-eyed Lolita I do the rite of Shiva headache under wiretap daybreak's disdain luxuriating politicos cry fox mother's gone insane with a dentist's drill and a diet pill sugar for the junkie makes the mother kill treacherous virgin virtuous thief the hearts of machines all pound when you breathe Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |