Lyrics Christmas with the Channellers - Hypnopazūzu

Christmas with the Channellers

I thought I had seen the Deep
And opened Conspiracy Books
Crooks of time open
And shepherds hear voices
Heard voice of eyes
Covered carved rose
Bracketed melted crux
Crutch kicks from under me
Under hills with skin
Faded like dogs dreaming
Of coming master dark dog
Creased in black jets
Felt the glans muscle
Into the clouds
Of pink and twink and skittle
Hurtle away
You groovy girls with Teeth
Cursed with Bloods Moons
And NeckLaces
I thought of Cats when
I almost entered
Bright Bowl Howl
And Cats in BrotherLove
More fun than the gun
Held to my head
Shift back to you NIGHT
I thought of the beach
Drowning in lights
Of the time it was 4 or 5
Short hours I slept
And damaged souls
Southern legs—the cramp
Kicks in like an ape
At the back of my neck
The cervix times
Faces in the sky
Dandelion and clover
Ventured into Persia
In that dream