Be My Hiroshima
Be my great destroyer
Make these crimes of my heart erupt
Like flowers on the far horizon
I rest my mouth upon your mouth
And the world is the colour of murder
I lie beside your oblivion
In the shadow of mass destruction
Orbital night, orbital night
Skins awry, skins of fire
Silvery caves, silvery face
Scars awake, so suddenly awake
Mysteries of mysteries
Fear, death, fantasy
Flesh, kiss, ceremony
A sign of the devils climax
I see the shape your shadow casts
The abyss for your mother
The abyss for you sister
The abyss for your mother
Smoke stacks coil behind your tracks
The abyss for your mother
The abyss for you sister
The abyss for your mother
Be My Hiroshima
Be my great destroyer
Make these crimes of my heart erupt
Like flowers on the far horizon
I whisper prayers of death to you
Your hair is the colour of darkness
Our cries spill around the devil’s cup
As we drink to annihilation
Cathode screams cathode screams
An image flashing images
Uranium rain freeze the frame
Channel change phantom haze
Star and palm morning star
Starry eyed and mesmerised
Feast on the fruit of bombs
Worship where the devil worships
I see the shape your shadow casts
The abyss for your mother
The abyss for you sister
The abyss for your mother
Be My Hiroshima
Be my great destroyer
Make these crimes of my heart erupt
Like flowers on the far horizon
I rest my mouth upon your mouth
And the world is the colour of murder
I lie beside your oblivion
In the shadow of mass destruction
I see your earthquakes
Your mandrakes
Your heartaches
Milk of universes
Womb of universes
I see your earthquakes
Your mandrakes
Your heartaches
I see your earthquakes
Your mandrakes
Your heartaches
Milk of universes
Womb of universes