Rite of Shiva Songtext
von Machines of Loving Grace

Tantric sex magic
Fill the hole in my soul
Tragic nymphonic
She got no place to go
I pull the soul trigger
Jaw, chainsaw
Goddess or believer

Roll in the grass with a green-eyed Lolita
I do the rite of Shiva

I′m sitting here petrified
The car-crash collide
Collapse, collide
As I look into her liquid eyes


Angels kill your appetite
For little girls with expanded minds
And I realized I'd lost my lines
When I looked into... into her eyes
I pull the soul trigger
Saw her face, now I′m a believer

Roll in the grass with a green-eyed Lolita
I do the rite of Shiva

Headache under wiretap
Daybreak's disdain
Luxuriating politicos
Cry fox mother's gone insane
With a dentist′s drill
And a diet pill
Sugar for the junkie makes the mother kill
Treacherous virgin
Virtuous thief
The hearts of machines all pound when you breathe