Vendetta Red - The Banshee Ballet Lyrics
Shame rests in hollow circles under all of our eyes.You stole the living air from meand payback is a bitter banshee.At the site of my graveperformed their bitter biopsydiva and deviant dichotomy.Sleep came in a vision of beauty,she hovered over my bed,she had her holy way with me,and made me cum like the clergy.She led me through a cluttered gallery,took me by the hand and she said,"Come here boy, stick your head between my legsand start praying."At the site of my graveshe had her holy way with mefor my benevolent biography.The earth stood still, and the air fell ill,and the sky bled acid rain for days.Suckled, sincere, and crystal clearlike the sound of falling dirt uponthe lid of my coffin.At the site of my grave,she had her holy way with me,and hung a halo on a hard harpy.