No prayers can reach me here No light can touch Among reduced Bibles, cigarettes and d** I carve your name in my flessh Listen... Listen... ... then come and take my hand Tongues, tongues Speak the little girls name Tongues, tongues ... shame, shame Innocence will never kiss me again Never lick my stitched scars Your lipstick's between the legs of helle Mixed with speed and blood The eggs grown in her open wrists It has started now Her taste is on my lips and tongue The taste of white medicine Listen... Listen... ... then come and take my hand