Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene (BBC Live Version)

Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene （BBC Live Version ）-Seafret
I watch the work of
My kin bold and boyful
Toying somewhere
Between love and abuse
Calling to join them
The wretched and joyful
Shaking the wings of
Their terrible youth
Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion
No more alone or myself could I be
Looks like I strayed to
The arms that were open
No shortage of sordid
No protest from me
With her sweetened breath
And her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair
Her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene
Feeling more human
And hooked on her flesh I
Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet
Fresh from the fields all fetor and fertile
It's bloody and raw but I swear that is sweet
With her sweetened breath
And her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair
Her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene
Leash-less confusion I wander the concrete
Wonder if better now having survived
Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat
The sweet heat of her breath
In my mouth I'm alive
With her sweetened breath
And her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair
Her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene
With her sweetened breath
And her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene
With her straw-blonde hair
Her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of small death
And the codeine scene