"Kirsten Supine" lyrics - SWANS

SWANS
"Kirsten Supine"
(Michael Gira)

May moonlight fall upon your breast
May God send wind to lick your lips
The river flows beneath your comb

Granite pines, silver shine
Green velvet throne
Folding in, folding in
The water brings the flower string
Folding in, folding in
The water sings the black horse scream
May planets crash, may God rain ash
To sear our skin, to fold us in
Kneeling close, seeking hands
Our blood is warm, but what comes next?

I will let it go, I will let it go
I can't let it go, I can't let it go
I will let it go, I will let it go
I can't let it go, I can't let it go
I won't let it go, I won't let it go
I will let it go, I will let it go
I can't let it go, I won't let it go
I will let it go, I can't let it go
I will let it go, I won't let it go
I will let it go, I can't let it go