Current 93 Calling For Vanished Faces Ii

If only I could take all of you at once

I would take you for ever and ever and only so

Lose myself in you

And so I smile and skip green god like there

The picture of allrage all lust and wanton

The inmost night

And lay waste to the playgrounds

The concrete covers all

The grass sleeps and waits to rise again

It listens for the final trumpet of

The inmost light

And I clench my left hand

Then I open it

The Gods I loved

Are all dead pages metal signs all gone

Edward Alexander in some sadhome falls alone

And sees clearly now the inmost light

The sadness of the inmost light

The growl the grip an final sigh

Paint by numbers of the inmost light

The plastic form illusion

We just have time to swallow

Before the doorknock of the inmost light

He waits at the door he waits at the door

And if you see me try to grin and then I hide

Myself behind a ball

A sign I wish to play and run hideandseek

The sound is gay and full of joy

It masks the binding of our eyes