The Inferno from No Funeral by White Rope

VIRGIL, TAKE ME BY THE HAND
DELIVERY ME FROM THIS CURSED LAND
VIRGIN, I TAKE IT ON THE CHIN
BLOW A KISS AND WATCH IT SCATTER OFF INTO THE WIND

O, I CIRCLE DOWN
O, EMBRACE THE CROWN

ANGEL, MEETING FACE TO FACE
LAY YOUR BROKEN WINGS UPON MY RESTING PLACE
BRUTUS, TAKE ME IN YOUR THROES
RAISE THE BLADE, BRAVE CASSIUS!
PARADISE IS CLOSED!

O, I CIRCLE DOWN
O, EMBRACE THE CROWN
O, I LOVE EVERYONE
TEAR ME LIMB FROM LIMB BENEATH THE RISING SUN

I CRANED MY NECK AROUND TO HEAR
A MESSAGED WHISPERED IN MY EAR
“IT’S HARD TO ‘BARGLE NAWDLE ZOUSS’
WITH ASHES IN YOUR MOUTH!”

O, I CIRCLE DOWN
O, EMBRACE THE CROWN
O, I LOVE EVERYONE
TEAR ME LIMB FROM LIMB BENEATH THE RISING SUN

GOD! I SEE THE FOLLY OF MY WAYS
GOING DOWN IN FLAMES
DON’T REPEAT MY NAME

GOD! I KNOW THE ERROR OF MY WAYS
THE WORLD FOR ME IS CHANGED
TEARING OUT MY FANGS

GOD! I FEEL I’VE WRONGED YOU ONCE AGAIN
SUBMIT TO YOUR TERRAIN
CRASHING DOWN THE PLANE

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