so love me now,

hell is coming

kiss my mouth,

hell is here

little soldier, little insect, you know war it has no heart

it will kill you in the sunshine or happily in the dark

where kindness is a card game or a bent-up cigarette

in the trenches, in the hard rain, with a bullet and a bit

he says, 'help me out'

hell is coming

could you do it now?

hell is here

see the sterile soil,

poisoned sky

yellow water,

final scraps of life

bringing new tears

wake, baby, wake but leave that blanket around you there is no where as safe

i'm leaving this place but there is nothing I'm planning to take

just you

just you

x