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Flowers of Evil



1. One Last Dance

We have seen the burden God has laid upon the human race
All the oppression that has taken place under the sun
He tests us so that we may see we're just like the animals

I'll go to the same place – I'll come from dust, after dust return
What can we do other than work, sleep, and do the best we can
People's hearts full of evil and no one knows whether love or hate awaits

If two lie down together they will keep warm
But how can one keep warm alone
God's in heaven and you're on earth
So let your words be few

We are wolves under the moon
This is our song
We have loved and we have lost
We're ready to go
Oh, one last dance
In this burning church


We search the ruins
Slain but standing
A thousand lamps
The holy mountain
The sleeping lions
All burning sand
The smell of blood
Eternal war

We are wolves
This is our song
We're ready to go
Oh, one last dance
One last dance


2. Russian Doll

She was born in 1989
In a hidden corner
By the White Sea

Eyes wide closed
A stolen object
Of wanton desire
Sweet nothings in her ear
A little red rose
Running with the wolves

It's our secret, two of hearts
Racing through the night
Crossing the love, two of hearts
One inside another
In the trunk of a car, two of hearts
One inside another (One inside another)

She was born in 1989
In a hidden corner
By the White Sea

Eyes wide open
A stolen object
Of desire
Face down

Under the influence
Love is a kind of crime
A broken promise
It burns like hell
When things come crashing down

A smoking gun
A story within a story

It's such a crying shame, two of hearts
Racing through the night
Crossing the love, two of hearts
One inside another
In the trunk of a car, two of hearts
Racing through the night
Crossing the love, two of hearts
One inside another
In the trunk of a car


3. Machine Guns and Peacock Feathers

On the eve of the ninth moon
The world's on fire
Michael and his angels
Versus the dragon
Icarus is falling

Tempting faith
Nothing to hold onto
Against the dying light

Carry the milk or pierce the body with
Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers
Altered organ function
Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder

Swords and machine guns
Flowers and feathers
Altered organ function
Nervous disorder

It's two minutes to midnight
In the garden of delight
And do androids dream

Of electric sheep?
Barrels are burning
Great art will be destroyed
The sleeping beauty
Of the wasteland

Carry the milk or pierce the body with
Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers
Altered organ function
Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder

Swords and machine guns
Flowers and feathers
Altered organ function
Nervous disorder

Carry the milk or pierce the body with

Swords, machine guns, flowers, and peacock feathers
Altered organ function
Computers, democracy, and nervous disorder

Swords and machine guns
Flowers and feathers
Altered organ function
Nervous disorder


4. Hour of the Wolf

I lie and wait and stare into
A dark and endless night
Haunted by images

The vampire at the door

The night of broken glass
The sprinkling of the earth
The woman without a face
To vanish without a trace


5. Apocalypse 1993

A goat's on the scene
With a song of fallen tears
The story's unfolding
Ezekiel, Chapter 9
The word of King David

Shall bring you paradise
Just don't leave the mountain
For all will be revealed
The brides of the Lamb
The secrets of the Seven Seals

Who is this man they follow
Into the eternal?
Killing old and young
Leave the family alone
Twenty-three holy children

[David Koresh: “I'm sorry some of you guys got shot
But, uh, hey -- God will have to sort that out, won't he?”]

They're outside in the garden

Playing with guns
The kingdom of the fall
Coming soon at the crack of doom
The first and the last
Light of the world
Shines for those who
Remain in the house
Dying for what they believe
Dying for you and me

Who is this man they follow
Into the eternal?
Killing old and young
Leave the family alone
Twenty-three holy children


6. Little Boy

A heart rate more thunderous
Than drums
A golden eagle
The solar symbol
In the skies
It's a movement
Of fearful symmetry
Than drums
A golden eagle
The solar symbol
In the skies
It's a movement
Of fearful symmetry

Left them for a menace
Dancing snake
The Naked Skin
Flowers of Evil

They spread
Twist and turn
In the killing field
The temptation
Gold
Narcissist
Who can resist?
Saint John
The Baptist
His head on a plate
In the killing field


7. Nostalgia

Norway - 35 years ago
Rewind the tape
A place where wild flowers grow
The city by the sea

It was beautiful when we left
The autumn leaves
Brothers lying hung
Forever young

Thinking back
On the lives we used to live
Count our blessings
Carry our children
The Stations of the Cross
The growing pains
Those old records
Spinning over and over and over
Over and over

The wind under the door
The frozen bones
The baths of Saint Catherine
The candle is burning

Faded photographs
The instant lights
The old house on the shore
Forever haunted

Thinking back
On the lives we used to live
Count our blessings
Carry our children
The Stations of the Cross
The growing pains
Those old records
Spinning over and over and over
Over and over


8. A Thousand Cuts

This is the story of two young lovers on a beach
Who found each other by the end of the war
They set out to explore the bodies on the shore
And what they found – it would hurt them
Smoke mixed with fire

Pity mixed with pain
The waves came crashing
Swept them away
Confessions written in the sand

The pleasures of the flesh
The passion
Sex and death
By a thousand cuts
The pleasures of the flesh
By a thousand cuts

It's a moonlit night in a small town
A headless man, scissors in his hand
Cuts the hair, cuts the tongues
A chalice smashed against the stone
The victim's eyes
A Satanic church

A woman leaps out of the window
Two young soldiers at the very end
They simply waltz the night away

The palace of excess
The madness
Life and death
The breaking need
The palace of excess
The breaking need



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