Ophelia’s Wine
If love is a foreign legion you have to level
with your hegemonic democratic war machine
I guess it never occurred to you that you might need a back up
a lover to invoke your heartbroken dreams
I’ll sing about the tetrahedral signs you draw
to keep your possessions at bay
but my heart is the Holy Ghost you forgot
when you signed your life away
Dr. Faustus hear me out
Dr. Frankenstein, put your books down
Dr. Jekyll, get out
I’m drinkin’ Ophelia’s wine
If fire is an elemental thing you control
with your nuclear demons inside
wiping out the populations of your soul
while you buy yourself a bit more time
Then my magick is a storm cloud over the sea
raining frogs down in Tokyo
everything’s connected like the web to the tree
you can’t destroy what was created, you know
Dr. Faustus hear me out
Dr. Frankenstein, put your books down
Dr. Jekyll, get out
I’m drinkin’ Ophelia’s wine
Oh, my love
Get on your pale horse
Ride away from here
Oh, my love,
Get on your chariot
Swing low
cause they will eat your fear
