Persimmon Lyrics
| Song | Persimmon |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | HoneySuckle Æons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A warning to Judas! | |
| Theology and hives spread | |
| In New Jersey | |
| Philadelphia and Woodstock | |
| The Murder Mothers Move | |
| Through the hedgefires over mud | |
| Rings of plastic madness scorn | |
| Ancient Rome and Egypt and Greece | |
| The horns fall over me | |
| Dreaming of times | |
| And lotuses in fields of rubble | |
| Bearded swift shift to Sophia | |
| Opened her heart to me | |
| Stood in her empty face touching her lips | |
| With her fists | |
| Biting and drawing down sparrows | |
| By her sighing and the space of her bow | |
| The lorries are full of gold and fog | |
| I have the | |
| wörterbuch | |
| in my hand | |
| I have misheard Adonai and brought down | |
| Aiwass in the Mass | |
| Corrupted Hosts by breathing grimoires | |
| And breaking into the | |
| Keeper's Pantry | |
| When I was in the desert I was | |
| By the dedred sea see the caravan | |
| Dragging the Sun unto set | |
| Heard stolen cock-crow | |
| Thieved pricks hardened by time | |
| Into your face and her grimace | |
| As Rainbow Patty is Goat Lady Supreme | |
| Your throat as breathe gold spores | |
| The little pinky | |
| The ticker and the counter | |
| The forged face: I have forgotten you | |
| With Isis and persimmon you're all | |
| All so told and spelled out | |
| X under your name Mrs. Charlie | |
| Poor Doll Poor Grace uninyou | |
| Formed I heard had news from | |
| Acidic Heaven | |
| Home of the formerly dead | |
| Heard have bit more than I knew was true | |
| Ate Stars in dreams | |
| Heard priests rant on pure | |
| Shovelled cat shit into sinks | |
| Gagging as the rusted sword unrolls | |
| Tip to Teeth in κοινὴ Greece | |
| Lord God | |
| Let it | |
| Day That | |
| In Israel | |
| Broken glass from another time | |
| Of flogging and the ded hiding | |
| In the bottom of the water by the headless walk | |
| Read pornography in cherry blossom | |
| In the locust storm born out of horses' thighs |
| A warning to Judas! | |
| Theology and hives spread | |
| In New Jersey | |
| Philadelphia and Woodstock | |
| The Murder Mothers Move | |
| Through the hedgefires over mud | |
| Rings of plastic madness scorn | |
| Ancient Rome and Egypt and Greece | |
| The horns fall over me | |
| Dreaming of times | |
| And lotuses in fields of rubble | |
| Bearded swift shift to Sophia | |
| Opened her heart to me | |
| Stood in her empty face touching her lips | |
| With her fists | |
| Biting and drawing down sparrows | |
| By her sighing and the space of her bow | |
| The lorries are full of gold and fog | |
| I have the | |
| w rterbuch | |
| in my hand | |
| I have misheard Adonai and brought down | |
| Aiwass in the Mass | |
| Corrupted Hosts by breathing grimoires | |
| And breaking into the | |
| Keeper' s Pantry | |
| When I was in the desert I was | |
| By the dedred sea see the caravan | |
| Dragging the Sun unto set | |
| Heard stolen cockcrow | |
| Thieved pricks hardened by time | |
| Into your face and her grimace | |
| As Rainbow Patty is Goat Lady Supreme | |
| Your throat as breathe gold spores | |
| The little pinky | |
| The ticker and the counter | |
| The forged face: I have forgotten you | |
| With Isis and persimmon you' re all | |
| All so told and spelled out | |
| X under your name Mrs. Charlie | |
| Poor Doll Poor Grace uninyou | |
| Formed I heard had news from | |
| Acidic Heaven | |
| Home of the formerly dead | |
| Heard have bit more than I knew was true | |
| Ate Stars in dreams | |
| Heard priests rant on pure | |
| Shovelled cat shit into sinks | |
| Gagging as the rusted sword unrolls | |
| Tip to Teeth in Greece | |
| Lord God | |
| Let it | |
| Day That | |
| In Israel | |
| Broken glass from another time | |
| Of flogging and the ded hiding | |
| In the bottom of the water by the headless walk | |
| Read pornography in cherry blossom | |
| In the locust storm born out of horses' thighs |
| A warning to Judas! | |
| Theology and hives spread | |
| In New Jersey | |
| Philadelphia and Woodstock | |
| The Murder Mothers Move | |
| Through the hedgefires over mud | |
| Rings of plastic madness scorn | |
| Ancient Rome and Egypt and Greece | |
| The horns fall over me | |
| Dreaming of times | |
| And lotuses in fields of rubble | |
| Bearded swift shift to Sophia | |
| Opened her heart to me | |
| Stood in her empty face touching her lips | |
| With her fists | |
| Biting and drawing down sparrows | |
| By her sighing and the space of her bow | |
| The lorries are full of gold and fog | |
| I have the | |
| w rterbuch | |
| in my hand | |
| I have misheard Adonai and brought down | |
| Aiwass in the Mass | |
| Corrupted Hosts by breathing grimoires | |
| And breaking into the | |
| Keeper' s Pantry | |
| When I was in the desert I was | |
| By the dedred sea see the caravan | |
| Dragging the Sun unto set | |
| Heard stolen cockcrow | |
| Thieved pricks hardened by time | |
| Into your face and her grimace | |
| As Rainbow Patty is Goat Lady Supreme | |
| Your throat as breathe gold spores | |
| The little pinky | |
| The ticker and the counter | |
| The forged face: I have forgotten you | |
| With Isis and persimmon you' re all | |
| All so told and spelled out | |
| X under your name Mrs. Charlie | |
| Poor Doll Poor Grace uninyou | |
| Formed I heard had news from | |
| Acidic Heaven | |
| Home of the formerly dead | |
| Heard have bit more than I knew was true | |
| Ate Stars in dreams | |
| Heard priests rant on pure | |
| Shovelled cat shit into sinks | |
| Gagging as the rusted sword unrolls | |
| Tip to Teeth in Greece | |
| Lord God | |
| Let it | |
| Day That | |
| In Israel | |
| Broken glass from another time | |
| Of flogging and the ded hiding | |
| In the bottom of the water by the headless walk | |
| Read pornography in cherry blossom | |
| In the locust storm born out of horses' thighs |
Similar Songs
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)