Liturgy
Caela
Come follow me
Into the jaws of love
Into the clothes
Of future sons
Into the clothes of the sun
Square away the citizens
Evaluate the alchemy
Slide right through the gash
Pull the blisters off the eyes
I could never endure a seance
That didn't observe my faith
Observe the force inside you
That made you who you are
That’s turning you into something
That you'd abhor
Turning up mauve and hawthorne bones
Coughing up memories better left alone
Left alone
From Letras Mania