(monstrum in fronte, monstrum in animo   process, process, slum full of fun!)      Beausoleil, soleil soleil soleil soleil   Beausoleil, reaping Nirvana in a desert land   Beausoleil, Thine anger rising like a scorpion   Beausoleil, dune buggy baby on a fairground slide   Beausoleil, the taste of honey and the swirl of lies   Beausoleil, jackbooting wide-eyed in the widest pit   Beausoleil, looking at smiles and seeing only grins   Beausoleil, did dead Gods smell the dog's blood rose   Beausoleil, now all Thine summers turn to menstrual winters   Beausoleil, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill killy kill   Beausoleil, did dog's blood rise when the dead Gods died   Beausoleil, beautiful sunshine whose shadows hides   Beausoleil, white brothers planting burning crosses   Beausoleil, the sharpest flavour is the one that stains   Beausoleil, when dog's blood rises does it also dance   Beausoleil, grey benediction of the Final Church   Beausoleil, it's just your habit of culling time   Beausoleil, a Death in June under a menstrual moon   Beausoleil, Scorpio rising but the Light Bearer falls   Beausoleil, the squeky laughter of a giddy world   Beausoleil, still waving black flags from a stubble field   Beausoleil, a maltese cross is pierced by the Blood of Christ   Beausoleil, hiding from cancer crabs and cracking jokes   Beausoleil, arson archbishop makes the deserts burn   Beausoleil, the dead are grateful -- all you need is love   Beausoleil, fat Buddhas smiling with the widest grin   Beausoleil, candy floss surgeon with the golden hair   Beausoleil, a brand new Process for a brand new age   Beausoleil, a black Messiah wearing buckskin boots   Beausoleil, assassin creepy-crawls through Hebron's Vale   Beausoleil, there's no business like the devil's business   Beausoleil, another martyr for the Noddy Apocalypse   Beausoleil, que sera, sera   Beausoleil, we want to sink into the deepest basin   Beausoleil, fils de perdition, Luciferens   Beausoleil, seven and seven is the hidden key   Beausoleil, a train to Clarkesville in the menstrual night   Beausoleil, Dsineyland darknes with your Armageddon smile   Beausoleil, sangs rGyas chos dang tsogs kyi mChog rNams la   Beausoleil, you hide your candle on Golgotha's hill