Death, A Skeleton & The Holy Ingredient Testo

I slip into my womb greeting death and ask: 'will you birth me?'
Deranged that`s what you are
The start of labour is for me to choose
And now as the battlefield clears
A thought is the only thing alive
I have never been in love. I have never been in love.
I feel like a weary skeleton
I need to warm my tired knuckles
This skeleton that you have before you,
was born and then torn limb from limb
And now as the battlefield clears
A thought is the only thing alive
I have never been in love. I have never been in love.
I stare at life and it seem so bleak-a bent hell Cover your eyes,
shut your hearts, this monster is going to surface
And now as the angels play their harps for me will I taste the holy ingredient?
Let it be