Artista: See You Next Tuesday
  Canción: 8 Dead, 9 If You Count The Fetus

Heaven is empty for all my demons stand beside me, with arms formally twisted.
Now it is my answer that is buried farther than my heart, but closer then my soul.
It's the light from our mouths that keeps our dead above water.
This is your last chance for return, while prolific syllables come closer together.