Holy Kiss of Flesh The Residents

[Intro]
Now, it's almost over
Now, it's almost done
There's only a thing or two
Left, and then we are gone

I returned while they were eating
Supper at the table seated
Side by side upon her special stool
So I said when they were finished
With their whole wheat toast and spinach
We should go back to the secret room
That had only been constructed
Recently to be conductive
To the force that grew around the twins

Once inside, we all admired its
Silver gleaming pointed spire
That rose into the center of the room
Up and up toward the ceiling
Gracefully it stretched not yielding
To the confines of the smallish room
For it pierced an open circle and
Vanished deep into the murky
Night that had its crown somewhere above
The room had been an inspiration
Of the twins that I had taken
Building it of wood and tile and chrome
And they would stay inside for hours
While the rain dripped down the tower
Sitting on a bench around its base
But this time we were not there for
Inspiration but to bare our
Other sides and feel the kiss of flesh