Dead Letter - Angelspit, Angel Theory

Bless Jessica her tempest

I wheel a cage around you

They only see emptiness

In rot decay and horror

Slash goddess soil your beauty

A foul embracing thumb screw

Her fingers gouge divinely

As the old poisons the new

Nothing more to bleed

Nothing more to sow

Nothing more to take

Nothing more will grow

A hangman’s rope to bind you

Their stories to deceive

One golden glove to blind you

Served up for the naive

I spoke genius

I wrote a bible

Dead white men could not

Have done it better

Paint over it in black

Wrap it up in red tape

Address it to no-one and send it off

As a dead letter

I got a dead letter

Sedit takes his crystal tool

Drives the nail into skull

Menstrual roses, field of harlots

Ripens the pleasure dolls

Milk, opiate, enigma

Most vicious animal

Seed Lilith and her dogma

The grafted cannibal

Nothing more to bleed

Nothing more to sow

Nothing more to take

Nothing more will grow

A hangman’s rope to bind you

Their stories to deceive

One golden glove to blind you

Served up for the naive

I spoke genius

I wrote a bible

Dead white men could not

Have done it better

Paint over it in black

Wrap it up in red tape

Address it to no-one and send it off

As a dead letter

I got a dead letter