Abraxas takes his shining whip above his head,
Brandished violence, broader time
His magic could evaporate the light from your body,
It could burn you,
It could boil out the colour in your eyes
The ant-Abaraxes tell me how I should
Take vitamins or die before my time,
While the Zemblans sit there quietly, just grinning, praying,
Warding off the demons dancing in our eyes,
Imagining hellfire
Ah ah, Bixtemaridna,
He’s persuasive, chest of sinew, serpent thighs
But I don’t believe in fate,
We will find out what will happen in the future if we wait a while
Ah ah, revenging angel reaching out to me, manipulating time
But I don’t believe in destiny,
Our troubles are our own until it’s time to die
Ah ah, take on the love bomb
Of the family and leave the hate behind
Cos I don’t believe in faith,
We’ll find out if there is anybody watching if we wait a while
Ah ah, I put Abraxas with the family I love but can’t abide
Cos I don’t need the weight of belief
To find something to go on for
And to cling to those we still have by our side
Channeling everything from the B-52s to Royal Trux, this album drives with a noisy guitar, a really good drummer, hooky bass lines and an extremely charismatic singer delivering lyrics dripping with black humor. mark