Warped fingerprints on the same glass
Chocolate cake crumbs on the same plate
While celestial eyes watch behind our shoulders
Here it is, like our last night alive;
As the atom bomb burns it all to the ground
And Satan stands, impressed
It’s you that I smile with–
While our organs shut it in
And our hearts start to falter
It’s only you that I’ll watch TV with;
And as the winged seraphs of heaven
envy you and envy me
While the missile heads our way
And we walk on to extinction
It’s you
I’ll welcome death with.