Sebastiane

Sister tell, wishing well
To the young men dead on the shore
She soon died, a suicide
Kiss the table in god's name
It's the code of the cowboy men
To defile all that is pure
Too much hate, too much hate
And your ignorance is your strength

Don't sell us Britannica
With its oozing pipeline dream
Eat your children baked in a pie
I oblige you to improve
Your visions of I

Sebastiane (Sebastiane!)
Sebastiane (Sebastiane!)
Sebastiane (Sebastiane!)
Sebastiane (Sebastiane!)

Bite the face of piety
Kiss your mother's broken spirit
There is nothing not even shame
Just the stench from the room
Full of social animals

Caught again, Jezebel
With your friend and his beauty bible
He once walked through sacred lands
Now he waves his Nazi dagger

Sebastiane (Sebastiane!)
Sebastiane (Sebastiane!)
Sebastiane

Wish you well, Sebastiane
With your smiling puritan youth
And you feel, feel no pain
As they cut through your blue-green vein