Miskatonic Bossa Nova

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I once met a god Who didn't look like god at all His tentacles shines He had thousands of eyes On both the in and outside He told me be not afraid You do not understand what you see I am the sun, I am the moon And everything between [Hook] Holy in a way most peculiar He holds me like a naive juvenile Gentile [Verse 2] I was blessed with a higher sight To see what could not be seen Unbeknownst to me These higher frequencies Hid all manner of things Thе brains of men are weak Primitivе and under evolved I could not comprehend A single thing in the end And succumbed to my triviality' [Hook] Holy in a way most peculiar He holds me like a naive juvenile Gentile It's futile