Lucifer Over London

The twisted wings and clouds unfold

And the greatgape of He who fell

Makes darkened shadows over pointed spires

Little children point and sing

And little children run and dance

Over there the setting sun

Over there the setting sun

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

And under that the silent stars

And under they the weeping sky

And under Her the laughing world

(Balance sits in western parts

And piles spare Spares in his gabled room)

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

Great Anarch and Monarch of Not

The Flight of Lucifer over London

And my little grandson

Wrinkled son forehead

All tiny blue pain

As the Mother Blood emerges

Then the Mother Grief

And the Blue Gates of Death

Open armwide

Open teethwide

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

All dead like the leaves

Old times shiver

Old dead calendar

Past blurred sunsets

Cinders flying in His heart His heart

His fingers punch holes in the sky

And all the little Christs I count

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

All the little Christs I call

Laughing through the green green fields

Some of these angels have the face of God

Some of them the face of dogs

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

(By the Tower of Moad - see the sky's Greenangel form)

And Lucifer flickers all around me

His hooded eyes alight

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

In the smoky musk

Look into Him just a little longer

See the true face of the Moon

So He wheels there through the heavens

His eyes as dotted brightlights

Licked with dust

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

A golden seabird

Halfdead with spray

His banners are broken flags in the wind

Devouring life he breaks at walls

Lucifer over London

Lucifer over London

Devouring life

The glint of dead fruits glint

And then the Moon...

And then the Moon...

And then the Moon...

(Sixsixsix

It makes us sick

We're sicksicksick

Of 666)