Black Pudding Served at the Horn of the Altar

Lyrics for Black Pudding Served at the Horn of the Altar

Dream By the tilt of the spheres And the stars' shimmer And the moon's maria What flows through you Flows through me By the tilt of the spheres And the stars' shimmer And the moon's maria What flows through you Flows through me Black pudding served At the horn of the altar I'm not talking about blood The clay that's fashioned before The wheels were in motion In the time before the minutes And the hours, before the fire Before the aboriginal terror Found a home in our hearts Our minds never marshaled a defense Remember our common clay The next time you're fixing to do me in Lord, please forgive me Your efficacious litany Your most expedient mercy Your choices are blessings Before I turn my gaze From heaven to earth Roll around in the mud And feast on your provisions