Jaded gates at the boarder of heaven,
Wonderful fates destroyed out of boredom...

Singing in the blood of a thousand doves,
Listening to the sound of the dripping blood...

Jars full of suicide,
Fall from the dark of the sky...

All the bad people that hurt you,
Darling don't worry they're gone...

I am the master of the hostage situation,
The experienced suicide bomber...

Fiery mass tumbles to the ground,
The building collapses and everyone dies...

Forced to smile,
All those kisses that can't be mine...

Through the forest of trees,
That sway in the wind...

Rage perching on death itself,
In the form of a dragon...

The fear inside this poor mans eyes,
As the reflection reveals a scythe...

She carves with such intensity
My kryptonite is burning up...

A single mother,
Alone at home...