The Beggar (Live)

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Swans - Rock

The Beggar (Live)

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[Intro] (Vocalizing) [Verse 1] I'm sick of chewing at your heels I'm sick of licking up your spit What if I keep the power I give you? Will I then decide to live? The mud is sucking like a womb To pull my naked body in Without your eyes upon my weakness Will I forget where I begin? [Verse 2] I am the stranger in your mirror I am a glove without a hand I am a body gently spinning Now deliquescing in the wind (Vocalizing) I am an empty vessel ringing In a stone house in the woods I am the poem that was written On the backside of your lids I am the shithead unforgiven Now crawling up your inner leg I am an insect in your bedclothes Searching for a place to beg (Vocalizing) Children, children Now every word's a new beginning When there's nothing left to give What if I steal the child inside you? Will I remember how to live? (Humming) When do I finally get to live? [Instrumental Section] [Verse 3] I stand before you polished, golden I keep a globe of light within (Moaning) My eyes eroded by derision (Humming) OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! [Verse 4] They know the purpose of the wind In every soul there is a craven Supplicating begging shit But my objection leads to freedom My seed is growing and will live How many people were forgotten Along this road of broken limbs? Upon this hill I'll build my tower To survey their plowing in [Instrumental Section] (Vocalizing) [Verse 5] I hear the whispering of angels I see the dust is made of jewels I swallow liquid from a river Fed by the sewage of the cruel My love is purified but reeking Of your calumny endured My feet are bruised and torn and leaking But lead me towards the silver shore [Verse 6] ([?] ahh..) Before I go there sing a prayer Into my palms beneath your chin (Tapping, Moaning and Maniacal Laughter) I am the slaughter at your altar That's where my will to live begins (Whistling) Every night I bend my knees I pray for you to comfort me I pray for you to clean my eyes I pray for you to wash my mind Ohh... Ohh no... Ohh no... (Groaning) My love for you will never end [Instrumental Section]

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  • Michael Gira