Marching Church - Every Child (Portrait of Wellman Braud) lyrics

An avid uncastrated boar Heart slamming from side to side like a wild bell clapper Desire spilt on the floor Apathetic lust sheltered from all vivid encounter Hoisting... Warm and wet Blood rush to my head I hear laughter resonate through the lean wall And it's physically hurting me Transcending... Warm and wet Blood rush to my head Warm and wet blood rush to my head Pity or awe, it makes no difference now Warm and wet blood rush to my head Pity or awe, it makes no difference now Every child... Every child throws a shadow in the world No heart can learn what it has no shape to hold Elevating... Warm and wet blood rush to my head