I was built from the cold of men
With the hands of Marquis de Sade, a cruel facade
If I could somehow spend another day with you
I'd pluck out the eyes of God
I would live in the time of owls
In the days when the world was green, my love machine
Though I bear no mark of war upon me now
Oh the things I've seen
Chorus
Keep me far away from all the noise
I just caught the last boat out of Hell.
I don't know the joys of simple joys
I'm not feeling well
But I'll sit real still
If you don't tell.
There's a place for us, my dear.
Where the daughters of Orion sing.
Where a man can live without the cloud of fear
Choking everything.
Chorus
There's a heartbeat in the wire
There's a soul caught in the meat
The veins, the feet
We all expire.
Chorus
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