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