And so we came to the deadliest deadlies
To learn how to die,
Found goodness in truth
Like there’s no such thing as a bad truth.
Babel broke the bible,
Or we could glean from the garden
That learning it wasn’t ever a paradise
Meant knowing it wasn’t ever a paradise.
O, the poison!
All my lovers’ empty skulls
O, apocalypse alive!
O, the knowing!
All my enemies are bones.
O, apocalypse alive!
Give it time.
Oh, uh oh, just give it time.
We crashed in a field of angels,
Baptized in unborn flames
So when hellfire licked away from the engines
It made a ripple through forever.
And hadn’t we already stolen enough joy
With our precious little telescopes?
Knowing there’d be an end to all things
Made knowing itself an end to all things.
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