closer and closer she comes for me
not even the ****** mary could help me now
i've tucked myself into the floodgates of my mother
and now i live to fear the wrath behind those closed gates
suddenly, mary closes my leg onto the gate and i knew
that my time of reckoning had come
holding onto the belief of resurrection,
and then the gates of my mother have implored themselves upon me
leaving with my skin and soul
yet the worse is to come as the insides creep forward
and the sins inside of myself pour down from the inside of her
burning the corpse of what i will be and what i was
all that remains is the perfect son
and i am gone.