MSK/SIB
Move in a crooked rhythm
Dance on a tiled ceiling
Chained in an iron prism
Bow to a statue kneeling
Sell your soul to the devil
Buy your body from the lord
Don’t give me no medal
I just want the tip of your sword
Kiss your lips to my cheek
Bite the tongue of your people
Only the deaf hear you speak
Swinging from a church steeple
2 Comments:
can a prism be made of iron?...
whatever man, happy b-day sorry for the delay, I always remember after mine.
what does the title stand for?
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