In Flagrante Delicto

And soon the pain, it comes, strikes cold

Come, poison; slake me

The creaking, gilded shackles

To be governed is to be watched, inspected, spied upon and all the fucking rest

By creatures who have neither right nor wisdom nor the virtue to do so

Command/Come the angels, the demons set loose

We must join you in torture

In flagrante delicto

Statues to memories

--- the scabrous dog

--- disease

I would fan the flames of this revolution into such a blaze

That the eyes of all kings in the world shall be blinded

Come the angels, the demons set loose

We must join you in torture

In flagrante delicto

- screaming -

I would fan the flames of this revolution into such a blaze

That the eyes of all kings in the world shall be blinded

Come the angels, the demons set loose

We must join you in torture

In flagrante delicto