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they come to me
the vestal virgins
let down your hair
they will wash away my day
they'll clean all that i've done
and they'll take my hand once more
but i'm not going home
i'm no prodigal son
i carry with me a container
brimming with salt
so i'll never have to look
they'll say things but
i want to be the one who finds
freedom growing near me
and i
crucified all my tendencies
i need more
don't ask me to be pure
and i'm not going home
i'm no prodigal son
this way this way on the way
to hades
i got my hands in my pocket
my hands on my rifle
and i never needed
and i never asked you for
any bit of truth but
believe me, believe me
believe me when i say that i
don't need you to save me
i'm falling
falling
i'm going down to the
twelve circles
down further
where you may
invoke me
the die is cast
and i'm not going home
don't you ask me
cause i'm not going home
i'm not the prodigal son

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from Howling at the Moon: Live from My Living Room, released April 21, 2019

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Anaïs Believe

Anaïs Believe hails from the Canadian wilderness. She has come to enjoy such modern things as electric tea kettles.
She is a self taught pianist and a classically trained opera singer. She counts Kate Bush, Coil, Tori Amos, and Leonard Cohen as influences.
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