It's all over but the killing
Of a milliion tiny demons
White-hot passion burns up your distraction
Melts your world away to look like mine
But now mine is ours
For my world was caught in the gravity-well of your bright star
Cosmic collisions and merging of atoms to create something new, this new place of sharing
Heating, explosions and cooling and gone
But now we have the blue-prints to create another one
Everything created will be destroyed
Eager to self-destuct
Eager to fuck
