God of Love - Liturgy

Clean up the saints and wipe the blossoms

Stage a coup in Evangelion

Virginity!

Clay of my mouth, arise!

Hold seven solar systems in my hand

Kiss them and lick them with my little tongue

God of love, you granted me a swarm of bees

God of love, you took the Kaaba through the gash

Swan on the surface, arise!

Weeping little cosmos, announce!

Call of the lambs on the rise

Soft little hand, let go

Child in a cape, take charge

Eyes of the wooly lamb, well up

Bray at the nebula of Christ

Hold my teeming hand