Army of Lovers


Also Sprach Alexander

Beneath the tower of death
A flock of vultures gather
For the holy feast
The last vision of my life
A stormy cloud of feathers
What fire wouldn’t touch
Are the remnants of my body
To vultures under a steaming sun
A funeral in perfect weather
A curried soul survive the feast
The ox has been my teacher
Moustachoid a sexual beast
The heredict friedrich nietzsche
May God leave someone else to be
The final zoroastrian



Read more lyrics about / on: perfect, death, fire, god, sun, leave, life

 

Comments about Army of Lovers

Click here to write your comments about Army of Lovers

There is no comment submitted by members..

[Hata Bildir]