I'D RATHER FALL...

I don’t need to stay
In your hell at all
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
Than to float like a mole
Just to prick pious souls.

I am a preacher of love
I can’t wage no war
You better call
You better call
You better call
Your pope and your Czar
Your gloomy stars.

I don’t need your face
To display my scars
I’ll embrace the waves
I won’t build your Ark.

I don’t need to stay
In your hell at all
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
Than to float like a mole
Just to prick pious souls.


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