Pink Priest

Pink Priest – And I Saw the Ivy Cover Your Hourse

You have to believe in Pink Priest. It’s a compulsion too strong to ignore. As the rhythmic waves wash over your white tunic, you start to wonder how you got into this field and why you’re holding a small paper cup full of purple liquid in your right hand. How did this golden field of wheat get trampled? And what’s that in the distance?