call off your hound dogs, major

whole my life I’ve been nothing

but a stranger

to all fares of the sacred wars

instead, I’d rather be rocking

that mean and ugly blueyed whore

who lives on the seventh floor

of a black and skinny sky

oh, major, oh my, oh my

the way she sucks

and the way she moans

sweet devil, I saw divinities

to me unbeknown

got a gun pointed at my brain

call off your hound dogs, major

or I shall go saint and insane

killing angels within my heart,

drinking sun from guts of the dark

call off your hound dogs, major

call off the sons of Nephele

cease sending clouds of death

and rains of the glowing pain

major, let me rest in my soil bed

let me fade beautiful and dead

rife with God and red-hot lead

nikita