Fresh night, candle by [...]
Very dark placid sky hangs above
No moon shining like the untouched a** of the boy next door
Beginning to feel the first impressions of a strange drug
Set the leathery skin of a female straddling a furnace
Illuminates in blue
Hands melt against the burning surface, feel no pain
Kiss the burner, lips fall away
Blood runs down the insides of her thighs
She tightens her grip in one last exaggerated movement
Then falls to the ground a pile of ashes
The furnace stands triumphant over the mound
The next in line, a young boy approaches and is a**aulted by the flames
Shooting out like sharp tongues of hungry animals
Of hungry animals
The disciple now crouches in the belly of God
His second skin removed, the boy lay sodomized and tired
Sodomized and tired
Pleasure-seekers [...]
Threatening our existence with their [...]
In a [...] I sit and I pray
I wash dirt from my face with holy water
I wash dirt from my face with holy water
Drown in the shroud of me, Nazarene
You're hiding behind walls I can't see
I'm hiding behind walls you can't see