Pray For my submission, dedicated far away It makes it better As long as I repent In colors of a blushed proposal My faith will never end Your dresses, they're descended from the jaws of heaven Your advent Fed your worshipers' stomach Your second coming Pockets overspent Pure cement Do your worst so I just might have to Convert my convents once again Pray I might as well To every curve around your wishing well Dresses will ascеnd Your own jaws of heaven My faith will nevеr end My faith will never end Your advent Fed your worshipers' stomach Your second coming Pockets overspent Pure cement Do your worst so I just might have to Convert my convents once again Your notes through the cracks My walls, they still fall apart... God has only lovers