The burning orange horizon The mountain I carry Will bring me to the end I will end me Your grip is iron Blood slips from my teeth You pour over me until I am broken Melted, mended, innocent The last time I'll cry until I see God Here in, my hands Sunlight, blackened eyelids, sunspots Can't wait to end me Spare me calamity See me descending Do I exist here to serve or pray? For goodness? Limitless, callous looming of the guillotine When I meet my maker He'll have to kill me twice No more forgiveness Just a hole in my life