"COLLECT"

 

WHO HAST HOLY NIGHT

 THE WILLING DAY GIRDED ME

TO SHRINE THE TRUE LIGHT

 WITH THE BEAUTIES

GOVERNMENT END AMEN

 OF THE HOLLY COVERED CHILD

HELD IN A CROWN OF LIFE

 MAKING A JOY SON

AID THIS MOSSLORD

 GIVING THE SAME ROUGH BOW DOWN

SAID THE YOKE OF SIN

 FROM THE THREADBARE JUGGLER

HOLLOW-EYED LIVING

 LEADING THE NEEDY WRETCH

DEAD-MAN BROUGHT ONE

 HIS PERNICIOUS SLAVE

PINCER UPON THE JOYS

 LESS EPISTLE

BEGOTTEN LIGHT

 GREASE OOZING

WE MAY SAY THERE

OUT FACING ME

 GLORY BE TO THE CLOTHED RAVEN

LORD OF THE TAIN TO LOVE

 WHO LIVES IN OLD BONDAGE

UNTIL I MAKE AN ENEMY

 SINGING TO THE MORNING

TO PROTECT ALL THE EARTH

 YOU HAVE LIVED IN LUXURY

 HUNGRY LEAN FACED VILLAIN

IN HIS SHOES.

 

UNLESS HE OPEN THE BRETHEN

 GHOST MYSTERIES OF THE BIRTH

 THAT SHOWED THE SIGN.

   

THAT THE SON CALLED

 TO COME TO THE FULL FLESH

THE MIGHTY GOD EARTH

 NEW SCORNED HOLY GHOST

ENSURED YOU HAVE FATTENED

 THIS DAY MARVEL

THE MERE ANATOMY

OF A CONJURER WITH NO FACE

 YOUR HEARTS ON A DAY BANK

SERVICE THE PRINCE

 WITH A FORTUNE TELLERS HARP

A SLAUGHTERED BRIGHT RIGHT HAND

 LOOKING OF YOUR POWER

FEELING MY PULSE

 BEGOTTEN FAITH NEST

CRIES OUT I WAS POSSESSED

 OF HIS COLLECTED RANTS.

 

BESEECHING LIVING

 AND REIGNEORD TO THE LORD

FOR SOOTHING ME

 AND GAZING INTO MY EYES

GRANT ME TO BE MILES AWAY

 PERSECUTED

OPENED BY THE HAND

 BY THE DOCK OF THE DRIED UP LAKE

STANDING MY ENDS

 AND THE SALVATION OF GOD'S WORLD

WITHOUT FULL NOISE

 THE WILLING DAY GIRDED ME

WITH THE BEAUTIES

 OF THE HOLLY COVERED CHILD.

©1999, Michael Zugin