Weigh down on my soul,
Embracing the bloody wings of broken angels
Sighing for relief amidst the ruins
Of our church's pulpit.
She lifted me to my feet and whispered,
"You're so beautiful when you bleed--
I live for eternity in your fog."
Chuggity chug chug
Chunkity chug chickity chug
Weedle weedle screeeeeeeech
(chug... chug... chug)
... and our souls are broken. Darling.