Along the nightlight streets I staggered absently
The voice of God spoke out, but accidentally
The innocent are dead, her lips are wet with blood
Willing sacrifices breathe under the flood
Beautiful, no eyes, no mouth to hold her screams
She spoke to me in tongues and asked to hold my dreams
Murder on my lips, her face is wet with tears
No reason to believe what anybody hears
Lover I've discovered in the blood, ragged veins that drain
And pained howls from your beautiful dead mouth, happiness
Kiss my eyes and dream
We died and paid the fare
Someone told the truth
And no one even cared, yeah
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