Hanging by the hinge of your last lies. /
Throwing out the legacy of our cremated honesty. /
Counting shoots by the destiny’s thighs. /

Let's start all over like them celebrity, \
All from the right angle and places. \
After we lied in the face of eternity, \
Selling our ways to the illegal graces. \

Next just need some bullet proof toes, |
Running near the fire range as wars start to cease.|
Be content with your diamonds sewn into our teeth. |
On the way to dirt ditches honoring souvenirs from Satan. |

Yet I promise you on the way up we annoyed the Angels. /
With another heavenly promise I load up my gun. /

Only if...
you…...
hadn’t lied
I…...
hadn’t sinned….. and
They…..
hadn’t started the fire.
………