if ever the lost

if ever the lost are saved

it wanted only to be seen as in death

i wake your body after easter,

i burn your hair and all of your singing

i walk every road to the devil

and i sing only on teeth i left of blood and tears and the worst yet has been the hell of it

and all things of the fed.

i am wealthy, i am project sinner and perfect at making it so sex

i am the music and i fake it so well

i am ugly every found of me at found of them and only finding them i am the lost, i am the really lost,

and if ever the lost are saved

it was only for thinking you noticed