Woorden: AFI. God Called In Sick Today.

Let's admire the pattern forming
Murderous filigree
I'm caught in the twisting of the vine
Go ascend with ivy, climbing
Ignore and leave for me the headstone crumbling behind
I cant help my laughter as she cries
My soul brings tears to angelic eyes
Lets amend the classic story, close it so beautifully,
I'll let animosity unwind
Steal away the darkened pages, hidden so shamefully
I'll still feel the violence of the lines
I cant stand my laughter as they cry
My soul brings tears to angelic eyes
And miles away my mother cries
Omnipotence, nurturing malevolence