Pray for the thunder to hit us
I promised I wouldn’t become this;
at least I’d have something;
if I died before I had to leave you behind.
wrap me up tight when you bury me
keep me fresh for the apocalyptic zombies;
to bite me;
I wan’t too look beautiful as I tear your throat open
with my teeth;
Im going to eat you
even though you were the spark
of my humanity;
Take me to the park.
I remember the days;
you’d swing with me;
Swinging hard’ trying to fly over the bar’
Hold my hand as you
pray for the thunder to hit us
as rain pours;all around us;
if God takes our souls when he chooses
how can he condemn us.