What's to see but the secret?
Crystal balls sittin' in your sockets
What's to feel but the presence?
Shakti fields surge in your circuits
Steep it, cook it
Love is an oven
A couple ones
and I could bake you eleven
Shake it, cut it
open a vessel
a couple wounds
could give you a vinyard
What's another bruise in the belly,
Can't you take a punch like a lover,
don't you wanna dance in the gutter,
For the flower of a zero?
Daddy likes polishing a pistol
Mother digs fingerin' her bible
Sister's stuck under an uncle
I got a brother down
bingin' in the basement
Shakin' shadows outta the mortals
duke it out until the Devil is dizzy
breakin' knuckles
fuckin' climbin' a spiral
diggin' jewels outta the jungle
What's another bruise in the belly
can't you take a punch like a lover
don't you wanna bleed like a mother
for the flower of a zero?
What's another spike in a muscle
to a couple kids in a riddle
fallin' outta hell like the petals
from the flower of a zero?
Flower, Zero
Baby why do we do this?
We've already been through this
we're all Jesus and Judas
especially the Buddhists
But I keep feedin' the fantasy
God I'd love a lobotomy
before I murder the Mystery
I need you to lift me
Above
all the shit I've learned
show me the way
without a word
Forget about halos
Forget about heroes
Flower, zero
What's another bruise in the belly
can't you take a punch like a lover
don't you wanna bleed like a mother
for the flower of a zero?
What's another spike in a muscle
to a couple twins in a riddle
there's nobody here but the petals
from a flower of a zero
Flower, zero
