The Gloryists - Gypsy Punks Lyrics

Gypsy Punks, Gypsy Punks
Budapest to Angkor Wat
Shiva's wish
Bite the Prince of Peace

Through the killing fields
Dead are raised, Blind can see
Unmarked graves
White blood scarfs wave

Nei-nana-nei-nana-nei-nanananana

Mystic Monks, Mystic Mounts
Darkest woods, Congo flowers
Sisters run
To the Valley of Song

Machetes turn to mist
Deepest wounds cloud with rain
In the wind
Virgins levitate

For Your love
Has conquered death
Your jealousy
Crossed Sheol
You burn
With fiery flashes
The very flame of the Lord

Gypsy Punks, Gypsy Punks
Buchenwald to Birkenau
Sing and play
With the Jewish Gypsy Prince

Dance through the wires
Guns and dogs all fall silent
Tongues bowing,
"Moshiach! King of Kings!"

My God, My God
You never leave us alone
On the cross
To on the Throne
Every life is
In the Lamb
To Him be
The Glory forever, amen

My God
You never leave us alone
On the cross
To on the Throne
Every life is
In the Lamb
To Him be
The Glory forever

Nei-nana-nei-nana-nei-nanananana

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