Current 93 - Cuckoo lyrics

I saw and thought I drew the Dark Opened down the doors That led to lead and salt The cuckoos that melt kisses Back to the criminal sketch Of crayon spells and biro grimoires Katasonic Parangelic The theory is filled With hopes and nodes Catching breath Dreaming vowels And underage the horses Underwater in their hearts Beating in the cemetery snow By hedge and sedge I dodged Gog But marked Magog out On the promised plain Gutted health open and slid down Into hundreds of hells Singing like ovens In the middle of the rushes And hiding from the storms Katasonic Parangelic