Mors Syphilitica - Song For A Sick Child Lyrics

Sick robust child
A tray of blood is no
Reward
We are forever for
The breaking of our
Own spine
Sweet red chicks
I am to save you from
Yourself
To keep you clean
Save you from my pride
Baptized in a pool
Of my own
With my lonely head
On a tray
Will you bow to
Kiss my mouth