I’m beautiful when I’m in love
I might show you just enough
I’m the angel three times three
I’m the number nine, your fee
I’m breaking up the number eight
Finally, I have come awake
To see the tentacles of Scarlet
I throw away the painful wallet
The seven days of our Creation
Seem as the route to purification
In fact we deal with our sins
To get catharsed from those things
Like gold nuggets is his strength
He never sleeps and asks for rent
He wants us all and asks for more
He’s father of the Scarlet Whore
Giving fuck as casualty
I wonder of this cruelty
If I want or not, he’s mine
Father loves you as you are
If you’ve denied, now regret!
Number four is up-to-date
Beatles were four, if you see
My mother is missing me
Fathers, Sons and Holy Spectacles
Around myself, I see just miracles
Jesus hadn’t missed the point
Perhaps he hadn’t smoke a joint
Binary codes and tricky cyphers
You miss the Joke, dear encrypters
One and one has been always two
You must show the proof, will you?
The killing joke is only one
If you wish, it will be done
I would prefer making love
For giving fuck is not enough