O Merciful emptiness, rain down on me Ignoring every wound you make, Sweetly forsaking me In this Eucharist, I pledge autonomy to nurture the apathy in you In this tabernacle rots the only evidence that you ever existed I have been to a paradise that burned beautifully from the depths of an endless chasm, spilling smoke and ash into the eyes of God to blind and deprive him of it's glory Rebellion All you secrets will die with me For salvation is wasted on the obedient Hell is overpopulated with happy people Now I go down with the setting sun