The Human Computers - Eternal Youth for Celibate Old Men

We make a ride to the sea, gotta take care of myself
Although conveyed by the priest, can't call god for help
Father collect your sheep which went astray
I get down on my knees but not to pray
Take care or your feelings rise way up to the skies
God lived in my neigbourhood, struggling to survive
I entered with a broken leg, left with brand new eyes
A dog without a tail
Afraid to come before my time
Your head's going south
Wipe the holy water from the corners of your mouth
Take care or your feelings rise way up to the skies
God lived in my neigbourhood, struggling to survive
I entered with a broken leg, left with brand new eyes
A dog without a tail
Boo, boo come here my little mistress and help yourself
A helping hand out of your dress and the clock strikes twelve
Same place, same time, i never saw that look on your face
Lick it clean and you'll be saved, trapped inside your maze
The hunt is up again, are the children ripe?
If i get enough before they uncover the lie?

Written by:
Jakob Hagen

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