If I could, I'd desecrate every angel
Leave them all without their wings
Tear them down to taste the dirt
And sew their mouths shut, don't you dare sing

Don't let a single tone escape
Your organless inside, lipstick red
Red with flower petals, roses
Shriveled, withered, crisp between my fingers
Dead
I'll take the stems instead

Pull the roots from in your chest
That hold your body to the clouds
Wrap them 'round your legs, hold you tight
Baby hold me tighter
But only for a little while

You will know the meaning of devotion to your god
Once you're stripped from by his side and your knees are worn, not fit for prayer
Every angel will drown
'lest heaven has friends among fish
But we will pray

We will pray so loud for every drowning angel lost at sea
That god will soon forget he's lost a single rose
Vases will dry out 'till dust

And you will be wet and rust.

Ultrasexual
Alexander Gioeli © 2009