Death has lifelessness to distribute
All beautifully bloody things
Black tears fall here
Opened by a dead angel's wings
Black tears fall here
Killing loved ones that were never there...
Death has lifelessness to distribute
As the killer whispers "go to sleep..."
You cry for the rose that dies when it weeps
You think about people's infidelity
stretching throughout eternity...
About the black tears,
they're your fears,
ready for dissection to deny
the resurrection
Of Christ
