Jerimiah Sullen Neitzche Lyrics

I cast a pox on you

Hari. Jappa. Tarish

When I close my eyes

I still see you and I



A little boy who would believe you

And a dirty boy who would kiss you



Jerimiah, don't you ever feel empty and don't you feel afraid? Do you think I ever think about you fingering me? And what do you see when you think of me?



You told me keeping quiet was my only hope, but in my silence my innocence had gone to waste.



This is the Big Raven crunching down on you now, his leather deity rustling at your door. When he perches on top of your shoulder he will not eat you, rather he will kill himself over and over for as long as you will live.