Mambo Fist Miasma (Live)

Severed Heads Dead Eyes Open Mambo Fist Miasma Wings on fire / wheeling on houses Touching lips / holding hands Sleeping in sheets of flame / Leaving carbon calling cards Wings on fire / in dreaming last night I took to flight / Spread my hands Surging in forests / floating in hair I fell through the air / to the circle of hands The circle of hands / and the crowds below Let me stroke the skin / Let me warm the heart