Turn the page, what do you see?
This story is ending.
Fill this page, we'll mop it once destroyed.
Empty your organs, little girls and little boys.
Take us all, all of us who we are.
All of us, and take these things, that you see, well all of these things.
Pass the great matron of desire.
My low justified.
Will just a little more will make you more?
Will just a little bit make you way more than you, you could be with me?
Will just a little bit make you see?
Will just a little dark make you...
Turn the page? What do you see?
This story is ending.
Fill this page, we'll mop it once destroyed.
Empty your organs, little girls and little boys.
Turn the page, what do you see?
This story is ending.
Fill this page, we'll mop it once destroyed.
Empty your organs, little girls and little boys.
We, we are life.
We, we are dead.
We, we are blood.
We, we are flesh.
We, we are dead, there is nothing left.
We are the ones who have cussed, and the ones who have blessed.
Sing ah ah ah, ah ah ah ahh.
Sing ah ah ah, ah ah ah ahh.
Sing ah ah ah, ah ah ah ahh.
Sing ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ahh.
Leave these veins, leave these veins.
