Here he comes as you pray. Like shot lambs you crawl. Here he comes as you pray. Oh, shot lambs now fall. . Hear him breathe as you pray. His tongue licks your palms.
No prayers can reach me here. No light can touch. Among reduced Bibles, cigarettes and drugs. I carve your name in my flesh. . Listen, listen. Then come and take my hand.
Guns and ammo lie in front of you. The clips are all loaded, now what shall you do?. . This is how it starts when the end glows wildly in the dark. This is how it starts when the last breath ends the last spark.
Here she comes down, as her wings get nailed to the ground. - A polaroid of shame. The last angel's pathetic fame. . The face of deceit with nails in her feet.