The Hangmans Daughter

woman and child like a feather fall from the sky
so dark ..so dark in the moonlight

naked we worship the night sky...

no man can hold what the darkness can sow
gonna leave and ugly skull when u go

tongues like horns violently born and new...soul
the soft dead awake alive in love
hard for the hangmans daughter

naked we worship the night sky
no man can hold what the darkness can sow
your gonna leave and ugly skull when u go