From The Rotgut God

Current 93 - The Teeth Of The Winds Of The Sea

go and play and play
in the flaky pale fields that still are somehow this land
and spend oh spend your life away
spend your spend your night
away
and waste and waste your life away
under the bright starlight
under your yewboned archlight body
you are dead under this shitstained sky
you are dead under the loveless muddy almoststars
you are dead under the sleeping closed eyes of the bhagavan
you are dead under the road and the track and the path
along the green grass slipping away
along the snaking way
you are deady deady
deady deady
dead
goodnight
the lights are dead and so are you
the light is dead and so are you