Lift up trembling hearts
to the booming voice
in the supernatural skies.
Flee! Flee with blackened faces.
Heaven hovers the glass walls,
before lies a thousand painted skulls.
Remember the crying mother:
the cross-shaped scar
Scratch the glass wall, defile it!
Paint naked women.
Eat and drink till mouths choke.
TV models: drool, sit, and stare glued.
"GET OUT! GET OUT!" While nailing up boards.
Upon the land, he could reign fire,
but tears fall instead.