There’s a lock on my neck, and this horrifying sound in my throat
I shall not waste my days waiting for this beautiful head to explode
We wait quietly on the floor
For what must come through the door
The object that we must bend to fit into my head
Silently, from the door, the head that rolls across the floor
It’s the red and white naive lamb who did not know who I am
Didn’t know just who I am
Pour the sand from the mouth of the baby of this house
Before he slips away, for the babe already hangs halfway out the picture frame
There’s no lock on my neck, there’s no ominous sound in my throat
I will not lose my head waiting for this magic spell to unfold
Guardian angel, come to the fore
Guardian angel, ’tis I you have bore
Holy Guardian Angel, from you all pours
If not for this then what are you doing in my songs
Evlossid segakcolb llA lla ni si llA
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