Do the children know that the light is outside?
The man bringing down the mountain
His fire takes control of the air
The cities rise raping clear blue skies
While the tanker in the desert glares
No one can take a piece of me
I'm immortal
The judgement possessed
what you empower I devour
While we slowly regress
Draining the rain from the brain
The loosed cloud of the anti-existent
And a saint a mirror to the sinner
Tugging at the air a stench of regret
I stare like the gun in the face of a god who has raped the daughter of a man
Don't believe in what you see or what you hear
It will force you down to the ground
The guilt weavers
The cheap deceivers
The children writhing at the sound
They drink your blood as they turn you on
Kiss me, feel the touch of my claws
Hold me close
I will keep you safe
Take heed
Run for your life
Give back the flesh
No, I have taken the blood
Give back the resurrection
No return...