The Rapture

You say you're falling in love.
I cry from heaven above.
This time can only be kept...
by those who never have wept.
It's strange these things that we're told.
Live fast and never grow old.
Live fast and die in your shoes
the devil, the devil, may choose.
Heeee, liii Heee, liii.
Keep up with wishes of sin.
Your life will never begin.
Cleanse now the scum in your soul.
Out the lies, the lies you've been told.
These things can always be found...
ind arkness, always in doubt.