Priestess Songtext
von Imaad Wasif

Easter is everywhere
a memory enchanting time
all these rooms
all these walls
hangin' pictures for the blind
blowing across the plains in high-gloss
drained by your master's brutal reign


Last year in Marienbad
solemn processions of the husband
you emerged in pornographic heat
from a poem of obsession

Learn to accept how far we are from perfect
slowly undress the priestess

The essence of the gold flower
flower...

Love will last