Bathed in Rust
Standing Southward in a Westerly Wind
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Singing fevered praise To our ghostly Airavata Pale death-head In ebon faith These milky eyes and tusks upon us Thrice deathless Spite let us Pray Sick with fever dreams Tongues caked in dust Blistered, guttered pleas Betray us Behold my creed In deathless faith Twice paid in grief Corrupt and vain In dreaded opulence This albino's monastery Oh frail divinity And wracked with black repentance Like wayside spendthrifts let us carry Our frail divinity In pale lividity Pray Sick with fever dreams Tongues caked in dust Blistered, guttered pleas Suns bathed in rust Pray! Pray! Tongues graved with lust Pray! Pray! Betray us In twilight The sky falls red Will God's horn sound? This foul night With colic breath Churns seas and ground Our frail divinity In pale lividity Spite let us, kneel Pray Sick with fever dreams Tongues caked in dust Blistered, guttered pleas Suns bathed in rust Pray! Pray! Tongues graved with lust Pray! Pray! Betray us
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