Marsha, Thankk You for the Dialectics, but... - Will Wood [Live in Studio]

BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA (Live In Studio) - Will Wood

...well, better than the alternative- Will Wood

Amen! I am only a man, howling at your face in the moon.
Hot damn! But no holy man, kneeling in the stained-glass tomb.
As all hell breaks loose, as all hells always do, aw what the hell can I do to have a little more heaven with you?
Hot damn, you all a part of my plan, cataclysmic Catechism catch-22.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

So when the cattle fall dead and the waters run red
I'll be your lamb's blood on the wall
God isn't dead, but that's exactly what I've been dreadin' 
After all the meek inherited fuck all.
Jesus Christ, I will die for my own damn sins, if you help those who help themselves.
My superstitions, your visage, my visions. 
Furtherin' the fever of your fervor, for believin'. I will.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

I'll be your blessing in disguise, whip the mask off my good side.
I'm all stripped down naked for you but still asking you to loosen up my buttons, baby.
You got my whole world in your hands, got that little blue spot, and you really ain't got no idea how much this thing orbits you, now, do you honey?
Please relieve me of my dreaming, I'm kneeling, begging, pleading, for my savory-sweet release of death.
Oh, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, so I can taste your name on my final breath.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

Am I supposed to call this flagellation? 
Trade confessions for questions, just us second guessing, I guess, now am I 
missing the message? Its essence goes over my head 
like a halo. Like a halo. 
Like a halo.

The wine in my veins fermenting my brain. 
My body, my bread, they're all gonna rise again.
So be my golden calf life a fresh cut of veal, 
after all we're both dead meat.
My forbidden honeydew, honey do you need a hot meal? 
Just save me half. Yeah, I could eat.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple, baby.

Camp Here & There: Campfire Songs Edition

Your Body, My Temple (Song)

I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Hang from your rafters patchwork and paisley
I could suck you dry on the rocks with a twist but
Just like a vampire I don't exist.

Walkie-talkie static white-noise telepath
Can you read between the Morse code lines?
Dead from the neck up but living just enough to beg you
"Pretty boy, please let me die"

Well I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Drain you of your love until you hate me

I could take your life if you're done with it sweetheart
You still picking at that? Only ate the good parts
Hey whatever works, I'm a cheap date (Check please!)
Falling off the bone I'm awful glad we met

We only ever notice what's in front of us
Read over my shoulder, breathin' down my neck
Are we on the same page yet? I'm getting old here!
Come on don't you get it? What the heck? Oh

I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Drain you of your love until you hate me

Yes, to err is human, so don't be one!
This was a mistake I'll take my leave
But before I go let me know if you see a
Little black bag with a toe-tag please

If you don't hate me then reanimate me
Prove it to me baby, lightning in my veins these
Instincts I've managed to stave mean
Monsters must be people too, huh, oh jeez!

I could drink your blood if you let me baby
Drain you of your love until you hate me
I will drink your blood till your lips turn blue
Drain you of your love if you want me to

Yes, To Err Is Human, So Don't Be One. (Song)

Music by Will Wood/WWaTT
Will be deleted at owner request.

Will Wood - Black Box Warrior - O.K.U.L.T.R.A.

(disclaimer that this isn't my song I didn't make it it's made by "A Verbal Equinox"!!

He'll Use Me for His Needle Show-A Verbal Equinox

NOTHING HERE IS MADE BY ME, EVERYTHING BELONGS TO WILL WOOD

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BleÃ¼ctipie-A Verbal Equinox

Lyrics for Thermodynamic Lawyer, Esq. G.F.D. by Will Wood and the Tapeworms from Everything is a Lot omitted by request of attorney.

BleÃ¼ctipie-A Verbal Equinox

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