Lyric 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 can t help my laughter as she cries.
My soul brings tears to angelic eyes.
Let s 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 can t stand my laughter as they cry. My soul brings tears to angelic eyes.
And miles away my mother cries. Omnipotence, nurturing malevolence.
I m caught in the twisting of the vine. Go ascend with ivy, climbing.
Ignore and leave for me the headstone crumbling behind. I can t help my laughter as she cries.
My soul brings tears to angelic eyes.
Let s 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 can t stand my laughter as they cry. My soul brings tears to angelic eyes.
And miles away my mother cries. Omnipotence, nurturing malevolence.
