The lights my sweet conviction Your time has finally come Though your home is no place to speak of It gave you the courage to run I am grateful for your company And I am grateful to belong And I am thankful for the misery From which I stole this grateful song Partly written out of habit Partly written out of me With a blind and bold ambition For it is so this grateful scene May I call on you if I fucked her? If I seek to be something that I'm not If I forego a love for my brothers and my sisters With a pledge of allegiance to god A god of pain A god of tragedy A god of hatred and deceit A god of haveless(?), helpless agony A god I know I'll never meet