I shoulda been a Priestess, pull demons out of people and be my calling, an enormous bliss, a face like rain, all the flowered roofs, the cold slates, the showering roses, take what I need, let you stay, it'll be 10 gold florins, from her lips spoken only true and no more demon, the world is watching, this is my calling, God of my life, you taught me the most, Christ eyesight and a silvering fracture beneath my feet, the world ends, and it's beautiful when the bones break, my blank sadness, they made me do this, these cold lips, maker's praise, coldest eyes, time is burning, the tears are mine.