"The Culling" lyrics - THE SMASHING PUMPKINS
THE SMASHING PUMPKINS
"The Culling"
With fortune I'll live
With fever we will hive
Through pleasant plunder
In iron I came forged
To bind-sooth
With rockets on easy
High disc aglow
A violence swells in tow
Volunteers
Summon here where atum's renewed
And tell your unders
God ascends exhumed
Avalon
So bid, so long
Avalon
So bid, so long
Held
As held in farewell
Held
As held in farewell
Atum: A Rock Opera In Three Acts (2023)
- Atum
- Butterfly Suite
- The Good In Goodbye
- Embracer
- With Ado I Do
- Hooligan
- Steps In Time
- Where Rain Must Fall
- Beyond The Vale
- Hooray!
- The Gold Mask
- Avalanche
- Empires
- Neophyte
- Moss
- Night Waves
- Space Age
- Every Morning
- To The Grays
- Beguiled
- The Culling
- Springtimes
- Sojourner
- That Which Animates The Spirit
- The Canary Trainer
- Pacer
- In Lieu Of Failure
- Cenotaph
- Harmageddon
- Fireflies
- Intergalactic
- Spellbinding
- Of Wings