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