Sons of Temperance - The Fall

The firmament is both my enemy and my friend

One other thing’s for sure — division in my soul

Punk art person was you my son

You’re an androgynous piece of slop

Roll up!

Sons of temperance

Voila!

Sons of temperance

Roll up!

Sons of temperance

Present crypto-moralist nation

On the night out of the valley

Of sweet silence

Dark distortions of the past

And the restructure of your new life

Firmament is both my enemy and madness

One other thing’s for sure — division in my soul

The abolition of your mind and your brain and your soul

Bell-hop

Roll up!

Sons of temperance

Voila!

Sons of temperance

Voila!

Sons of temperance

Present crypto-moralist nation

On the night out of the valley

Of sweet silence

Dark distortions of the past

And the restructure of your new life