Dance, my bastard children puppets. Dance and be merry while you still can, before death's skeleton hand grips your shoulder and shoves its long snake tongue down your throat and gives you the french kiss of failure.
heavy grunge noise angry
Story behind the song
This song has been around just as long as this band, and the lengthy noise ending became a crucial part of this song when we started playing live. It was our closer.
Lyrics
Show me a prophecy and chop down the family tree.
Save all that you can. It is such a beautiful mess.
All the finest wines and all the finest china.
Ash and flesh and cigarettes and doll hair.
Choke and gag and cough up blood
My pillar of salt. My token.
Sure.
Hide inside my shell. I chew your meat so well.
Save some time to waste, grin though it seems so fake.
To look in her eyes is to read her mind. She can't fake that shit no matter how hard she tries. In my mind it's winter all the time.
The smoke. The rain. The broken mirror.