heaven is not meant
for people like us
our sinister cheerfulness
makes others uncomfortable
in a way they don't quite
understand
we're the shrieking devils
at the door
and are as old as the hills
our hate will last a thousand years
though we used to believe in love
layers upon layers of sin
cloak us
billowing around our feet as
we sing of the world's end
we've murdered our own souls
by getting used to the deaths
people often say that
we have come a long way
but we've got blood on our breath
Hell is our kingdom
and we dance among the flames
because it was built for us