@ALBUM: CHILDREN OF GOD Michael R. Gira: Vocals, sounds, keyboard, acoustic guitar Jarboe: Vocals, all female background vocals, sounds, piano, keyboard Algis Kizys: Bass guitar Theodore Parsons: Drums/percussion Norman Westberg: Electric/acoustic guitar William Barnhardt played piano on blackmail. Simon Fraser played flute on IN MY GARDEN. Lindsay Cooper played oboe on BLACKMAIL and TRUST ME. Audrey Riley played cello on LIKE A DRUG. This record was recorded February - March 1987 at Sawmills Studios in Golant, Cornwall, England. Recording Engineers: Rico Conning and John Cornfield. This record was mixed at Guerilla Studios, London, England March - April 1987. Mixing engineer: Rico Conning Cover design and concept: M. Gira. Artwork: Paul White/ME Company. Photography: Laura Levine. Thanks to Rob Collins, Annie Day, Roger La Haye, Daniel Miller, and Jesus Christ, our Lord. Correspondence: Swans c/o 429 Harrow Road London W10 4RE Include S.A.S.E. This record produced by Rico Conning and Michael R. Gira. @SONG: NEW MIND (Gira, Westberg, Parsons, Kizys) In the place Where no one knows Where they were before Or what they're doing where They are now I will be there With my eyes wide open I will be there (I will be there) I will be ready To receive The new mind Now I am a man Now I am a man But I'm nothing now And God is mine Yeah God is mine Yeah my sin is me And God is mine Now I am ready Now I am ready To receive The new mind Now people get ready People get ready The sex in your soul will damn you to hell The sex in your soul will damn you to hell Damn you to hell Damn you to hell I will be there I will be there When he calls my number I will be there Let the light come in Damn you to hell Let the light come in Damn you to hell Now save your soul Damn you to hell Now save your soul Damn you to hell Save your soul Save your soul Save your soul Save your soul @SONG: IN MY GARDEN (Gira, Jarboe, Kizys) In my garden Things grow in my garden Things will grow Then they die Then they fall away Then they're gone In my garden In my garden We'll never grow old We'll never grow old In my garden Where the dew never dries In my garden In my garden These roses These black orchids are our friends In my garden When we breathe When we breathe this air We will breathe in these things We will breathe in these things In my garden In my garden We'll never die We'll never die In my garden In my garden @SONG: OUR LOVE LIES (Gira, Westberg, Kizys) We'll fall down On broken knees And we'll cry for you now We'll cry for your mercy We believe in love We believe in love God save us now We believe in love We degrade ourselves But we dig our own grave Jesus Christ the Lord Save us now We believe in love We believe in love God save us now We believe in love You said all my life Would be in vain If I gave up on anything I knew to be true Or a provable lie So I believe in love I believe in love God save us now I believe in love And I open the door And there they lie twisted And misshapen They suffer for love And they're sick to death Of the dreams they used to have And they're sick to death Of their beautiful lie God save us now God save us now God save us Please Save us now We believe in love We believe in love God save us now We believe in love God save us Please @SONG: SEX, GOD, SEX (Gira, Westberg) I will pray I will pray I will go down low And I will pray to you Down as low as I can go I will go there and I will pray to you I will beg you I will beg you lord I will deny myself I will deny you lord Though I've done nothing wrong Never in my live No no no no no I will beg you lord And I will pray for you to forgive me now I will go down to the centre of the earth And I will curl up in flames And I will beg you lord Take me in your cruel arms Take me down home And will say "Come into me, lord, come in now Come on in Praise the lord! Praise God!" Come into my heart, sweet lord Come into my heart I am open I am torn apart I am naked And I am impure I am sexless I am foul And I am ignorant And I am hateful Forgive me lord Come in Come on in Praise God Praise the lord Praise god Praise the lord Forgive me lord @SONG: BLOOD AND HONEY (Gira, Jarboe) I found you lying where I drowned you I found you lying where I lay with you Where I threw you in the water Where I drowned you in the river Where I watched you roll away Where I watched your body roll away Roll away Roll away From everything we think we know We'll lie down in the warm green grass And the sun will shine on our pale shape Our blood will flow black in the dirt And a black rose will grow where we laid @SONG: LIKE A DRUG (SHA LA LA LA) (Gira, Westberg, Parsons, Kizys) Out of our head Out of our mind Into your hands Into your eye Warm in your mouth Warm in your mind Warm in your belly Just like a drug Sha la la la Cool on your tongue Soft in your hands Down on the floor Red in your mind Out of our head Out of our mind Into your head Just like a drug Sha la la Sha la la la Hard in your hands Hard in your mind Hard in your belly Hard in your face Down on the floor Hard in your mind Into your head Just like a drug Sha la la la Sha la la la @SONG: YOU'RE NOT REAL, GIRL (Gira) You never close your eyes When I am near you You never say you know me When I am inside of you Girl you know it's only a feeling Girl you know you lie and you steal When you take my trust in your body Nothing inside you is real Nothing inside you is real Nothing inside you is real Nothing inside you is real You are another person When you are alone Nothing moves inside you No one holds you down Girl you know it's only a feeling You should never trust what you feel When you forget your body Nothing inside you is real Nothing inside you is real Nothing inside you is real Nothing inside you is real You're not real You're not real @SONG: BEAUTIFUL CHILD (Gira, Westberg, Parsons, Kizys) These are the things I hold onto These are the things I use to deceive myself I line them up in front of me I judge them carefully Then I throw them all away I throw them all away I am a small man I am not a dangerous man I love a child I love a beautiful child I love a child I love a beautiful child I will hold this child in my arms And caress his soft head Listen to him cry Listen to him cry I can kill the child The beautiful child I will kill the child The beautiful child This is my life This is my choice This is my damnation This is my only regret This is my life This is my life This is my sacrifice This is my life This is my only regret That I ever was born This is my sacrifice Get out of my head @SONG: BLACKMAIL (Gira, Jarboe) Close your eyes Close your eyes Saw the word I want to hear Say the word I want to hear Come up behind me and hold on Come up behind me and hold on Close your eyes Close your eyes Close your eyes And close in around me Say you'll do anything for me Say you'll do anything for me Say you'll do what you don't understand Close your eyes Close your eyes Come all around me and hold on I'll be your body when your body is broken @SONG: TRUST ME (Gira, Westberg, Jarboe) Because I love you I give you this Don't be afraid of this You can trust me now Though we will deceive ourselves You can trust me now You can trust me now Don't be afraid of this It's not unusual It's not unusual Because I love you You can trust me now You will never know You will never know You can not trust me now Don't be afraid of this You can trust me now It's not unusual You can not trust me now You will never know It's not unusual It's not unusual @SONG: REAL LOVE (Gira, Westberg, Kizys) My man walks on hands and knees I am his first and only child He is mine He is my saint He brings me roses and incense And he closes my mind He closes my mind With real love Real love Real love Real love I will kiss the ground Where he left a taste of his strength of mind Take me down Take me down now Take me down Into the cold dead earth Take me down Take me down there In your hands again Take me down Take me down With real love Real love Real love Real love When I dream that sweet dream When I forget where I am I will always remember Your hand on my shoulder Pulling me down Pulling me down Into the cold dead earth Take me down Take me down Take me down Take me down there With real love Real love Real love Real love @SONG: BLIND LOVE (Gira, Westberg) Hold onto my hand Hold onto my unborn hand Feel what I'll never be Need me badly Need what I have Need what I am I am a dead man Now I am a dead man I am selfish I am unborn I am unborn now I am unborn Need my love Need my fake love Hold onto my hand Hold onto my unborn hand Need what I make you become Blind love Blind love I am a dead man I am a cold dead man And I am unkind I am unkind Feel my hand Feel my dead hand Need my love Need my blind love Love blind Blind love Feel good Feel good now Love Now @SONG: CHILDREN OF GOD (Gira, Jarboe) We are special We are perfect We were born in the sight of god We were born in the sight of god Our suffering bodies will suffer no more Our suffering bodies will suffer no more We are children Children of God We are children Children of God
