Coffin Lily by The Hidden Hand Lyrics

In the pale blue light she thrives
Velvet curtains no light shines
High speed connection keeps her aiive
She's an adept of the night

Hey Hey what she sees. A premonition
Of the conspiracy. Hey Hey what
She knows. 33 degrees at
Bohemian grove

Her daddy's from a Martian sea
Momma's Sycambrian. Her lord's a
Nibiru king. All things Merovingian

Hey Hey what she sees. Her burning
Heart is wrapped in tragedy. Hey Hey
The path she takes. A solar barge
Out to China lake