Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene (BBC Live Version)

Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene (BBC Live Version) - Seafret

I watch the work of

My kin bold and boyful

Toying somewhere

Between love and abuse

Calling to join them

The wretched and joyful

Shaking the wings of

Their terrible youth

Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion

No more alone or myself could I be

Looks like I strayed to

The arms that were open

No shortage of sordid

No protest from me

With her sweetened breath

And her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair

Her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene

Feeling more human

And hooked on her flesh I

Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet

Fresh from the fields all fetor and fertile

It's bloody and raw but I swear it is sweet

With her sweetened breath

And her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair

Her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene

Leash-less confusion I wander the concrete

Wonder if better now having survived

Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat

The sweet heat of her breath

In my mouth I'm alive

With her sweetened breath

And her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair

Her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene

With her sweetened breath

And her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair

Her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death

And the codeine scene