Blood In Our Guts Lyrics
(Chorus)
Some days you tread the grass tipping the toe in awe
Some days you draw the sword, some nights you spit at the stars
We serve a God of grief and pleasure. We swim in passion and tears
Fasting fills our minutes but feasting fills our years
We're no sons of prohibition, no daughters of frozen beds
Pan and the nymph's weak shadows of the fires joined and wed
Seems you misunderstand me, not ice but blood in our guts
We're sober ‘cause we're waiting for our Lord to drink with us
Been told we're rules and repression, weak in minds and taste
But only the one who has mastered desire ever has ridden its strength
I will not sit your silly perch, I got both wings on me
Judging from your paintin' of us I don't think you can see
A joy that outdances the pagans. A taste for moon and sun
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Great board of wine and laughter when the watch of the night is done
Sing of some pale Galilean, greying the world with his breath
This wrath is not my master; in fact we've never met
