Look Daggers

I crushed the first two tablets of stone
They didn’t mean anything to me, the third was hewn
By an unfazed master, a gun pointed to his head
It was translated to Love Is Like A Lion’s Tooth
Have earth upon it
The Crowley bust is painted with white tears
The partisans round up in fear
Most of them weep, they laugh on the inside
The rest of them laugh, they weep on the inside
Have earth upon it
The ciatrix of the tall man
Ousting his devils
Sheathe the will
And fire within
With burnt-out shadows
Into the holocaust
He embarks with nothing left
But a fire within
I came down from the pedestal and crushed the stones
They didn’t mean anything to me, I pointed my fingers
The third stone was ancient, I crushed that one too
Rumours say Love Is Like A Lion’s Tooth