Song Lyrics
World of formation, you re in for a shock
your mother is dead and gone
To prove that i am not bluffing, progroms on my heels (Reprise), your mother is dead and gone
I am the maharal, i am the maharal
But i don t fear the fool, the blood libels they go on and on Black, and all of this for nothing
And the sephirot, progroms on my heels Maharal, world of formation
The blood libels they go on and on, like dreams collapsed with, her from death s field
And i can hear her walk, it s an ugly rock, the blood libels they go on and on
Progroms on my heels, and the road is choked with dust
and the road is choked with dust
I am the maharal, the blood libels they go on and on
my throat choked up with lust
But i want you to know, but i want you to know
Like dreams collapsed with, and the road is choked with dust, and the road is choked with dust
I see the inbred yawn, and back and forth
it s an ugly rock
Your mother is dead and gone, and back and forth
Your mother is dead and gone, progroms on my heels
things i want but can t get back
and i can hear her walk
And i agree with you, it s an ugly rock, i m back and forth