The Man With The Silver Tongue - Angels of Light

The man with the silver tongue

Is cutting off my silver tongue

He covers me in soft white clay

I kiss his skin with razorblades

I paint his face with cadmium

He feeds my blood with lithium

God made our world just yesterday

Our silver tongue inscribes his face

The deep red sea is falling back

He sews me wound to feed his lack

On crosses painted red and gold

His skin is fletched and futures told

My Jesus son, the rotting me

I cut your throat and lick your feet?

Our freedom’s like the slaughtered pig

He screams for love, we murder it

The spoon of honey on your tongue

I drained it from where his body hung

Shining white, red, and silver love

The man with the silver tongue

My Jesus self, the silver me

I cut your tongue and drink your heat

Singing «la lala lala la»

Singing «la lala lala la»

Singing «la lala lala la»

Singing «la lala lala la»

Singing «la»