The Sun goes out
When the rapids stop
And the flower falls
With sobbing yells and sweet tears
Sugary anger breeding birth
What happens when Kings die?
Do the heavens crack and shout?
Do the Angels take up arms?
Or do the smiles glow of new paradise
I take the first with sinful holiness
I pass on as God's enemy
Standing with blood on my hands and a burning brain
I see him here too

-Dominguez 2018