Unsheathed - Live

the baby’s not screaming enough

the singer’s not singing enough

ramana’s not breathing to us behold the unsheathing it’s love

the blade is not ready to cut

it’s dull from our thinking it’s rough

Free love is a world I can’t linger too long in free love was just another party

behold the unsheathing it’s love

behold the unsheathing it’s love

Free love is a knife through the jugular vein son

Free love I can’t afford to add up what you fuckers are made of