Can we be again Can they leave us Not to struggle, but to live See the truth, tread in our Hel We do without so they may live well With full chests we sing from ingenuity There are no betters, only humanity Theirs always lacking Ours always strangely hanging Entertainment for their gardens Gods Almightiest dare not touch me Lest idle tinder catch Devils' eyes Giving a damn a run for any money offered Languishing as a quid pro soul Remembering feathers as the skin-deep Joke shared between evolution and stillness Catch me willing and battle my heart For this actionable madness within; Check your mercy and answers with the porter Drive it on home for me and park in my ruins Melodrama belieing your eyes as windows of prayer Losing to the stronger evil in my tan from your leather Dark as I am and always making room for more Appetite around a second corner from the love below Turn it loose and answer to me henceforth