Non Credo Lyrics
"Curious Couplings"

Kneeling afore
while bending over hassock
Hem sweeps the floor
fiddling in his cassock

Cloven-tongued bitches writhing in the halls
as images of fists break through and pull him through the walls
Carrying him aloft he floats atop a sea of arms
that wave and break and finally, succumbing to their charms,
distribute him piecemeal upon the fatal rock
where the trenches flow with blood and the thirsty dead now flock
Circe's pigs are slaughtered for the cannibal's feast
Mercy be my guide, I know not which is man or beast

Calling for more
time feeds upon his reverie
Birthing a spore
thoughts fight to dissever he

First you crawl
Then you stand up
Next you fall

First you crawl
Then you stand up
Next you fall...

Falling down stairs in his sleep
Legs jerk and scramble to keep
some semblance of which end is up
Arm flails, knock over the cup

Crying aloud in the night
Trying to abate his fright
Whimpers and drools, pillows wet
Swimming in pools of his sweat

Slithering along on the floor

Dithering the lock at the door
Praying that they will keep out
Staring awake with a shout

Climbing out from the bed sheet
Beating a hasty retreat
Hiding himself in the hole
Losing all his self-control

Are they calling........... Avé
Are they falling............ Avé

One fast part we're making over now
One last heart we're breaking over thou
Call the climb the falling upwards... how?
All the time, the calling obscured

Ah

Kneeling afore
while bending over hassock
Hem sweeps the floor
fiddling in his cassock

Distribute us piecemeal upon the fatal rock
where the trenches flow with blood and the thirsty dead now flock
Circe's pigs are slaughtered for the cannibal's feast
Mercy be my guide, I know not which is man or beast