Light of God dimming weak
Nothing's wrong go back to sleep
Lost the will at infancy

Drown them in charity
Lend them comfort for sorrow
Enthusiasm they borrow

I can clean impurity
Wash away with kerosene


Can't offend my modesty
Thank you for defiling me
Language pure as binary

Instruct with dishonesty
In nature there's no tragedy
Bandage them in tapestry

Trade comfort for identity
Drown me in kerosene
Kerosene


I'll protect you from
All the things ive seen

And I'll clean your wounds
Rinse them with saline
Kerosene