Mercury Wings (feat. Eric Castiglia)

All night he worked in the moonshine He sought his natal mountain divine Probably searched high and low For some sort of help from some god Even if he himself is a God Went looking through forest and oceans But he found silence and indifference He would be a white dove Flying through cotton-like clouds But some dove have short life Especially when exposed to the storm So he went down into human cities Found cunts and thieves Mercury started flying around the sins Between the rot and the waste With a pair of wings at the feet Hiding everything he liked Every shiny stuff to appease his magpie mind And the more that he did the stronger than satisfaction It was like an addiction Could no longer stop himself Mercury became all hunched Tore off his wings from the feet Mercury can't fly anymore tired and old like a human They invaded his person he will never trust In someone anymore But some dove have short life Especially when exposed to the storm So he went down into human cities Found cunts and thieves Mercury started flying around the sins Between the rot and the waste With a pair of wings at the feet The dove is dying now Killed by greed His feet are covered in muck With boils The dove is dying now Killed by greed His feet are covered in muck With boils But some dove have short life Especially when exposed to the storm So he went down into human cities Found cunts and thieves But some dove have short life Especially when exposed to the storm So he went down into human cities Found cunts and thieves Mercury started flying around the sins Between the rot and the waste With a pair of wings at the feet Mercury started flying around the sins Between the rot and the waste With a pair of wings at the feet