The Hidden Cameras - That's When the Ceremony Starts lyrics

The spark in his eye was sign he was alive I cleaned his feet to be complete I drank from the wine that came from inside The heart of his meat and the splurge of his sweet That's when the ceremony starts I hold the cup to my breast as he wets my neck There's a book and a blade then to alternate Think of the wind in his eyes and of suicide With poppers blind, it's wedged inside I beg and plead to be underneath The man with bread who wakens me He curls his breath and turns the dead It winds inside to fertilize That's when the ceremony starts With a wreath and a sigh and a veil and a thigh The comfort brief, impure, and sweet To burn incense and break the bread With honey spread, his warmth, his chest He blushes and bleeds, he breathes then feeds It was the spark in his eye that was sign he'd survived That's when the ceremony starts It was the spark in his eye that was sign he'd survived