Evil And A Heathen
Words fall from my mouthLike plates from shaking handsSmash upon the silenceOf the smooth naked canal
I'm evil and a heathenI'm evil and a heathenI'm a heathen and evil like youThere's not a lotNot a lot I couldn't do
I like how you pretendThat the end will be the endSo fill your thirstDrink a curseTo the death of death instead
I'm evil and a heathenI'm evil and a heathenI'm a heathen and evil like youThere's not a lotNot a lot I wouldn't do
Utrecht led me to the Sacre CoeurWhere the smoke curled roundNow the ice blows of Lake MichiganWhen the ice blowsThe ice flows knocks you down
Your teeth are black with wineAs you place those lips on mineAnd the moon hangs heavy and forbidden highOn the night of our lives
I'm evil and a heathenI'm evil and a heathenI'm a heathen and evil like youThere's not a lotNot a lot we couldn't do