Kiss The Anus Of A Black Cat. Veneration. Zeneszám

I curse the sunday promise
I vexed, no one bothered
Joined forces with the others
I did.

I was flippant and wasn't sorry
I watched them being ruffled
Made mischief to destroy
I did.

I showed, occasionally, no mercy
I vowed to take plenty
Bore malice towards weakness
I did.

I swore to stop the thorn
I weeded out rude and awe
Spitting on the soil
I did.

I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I will
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I will

I travel the world with songs
I chucked you out too long
misconceive the calen
I did.

I worked my way towards closure
I set fire to the notion
failed to see roses
I did.

I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I'll hold you in veneration
I'll go through the eye of a needle
I will