Gently I walked into abandoned church
I saw her alter growing weeds, and her priest burning with God's words in his fists
I saw his fumes flying freely to the sky
But it's not a sacrifice

The burnt blood of priests
Cuddles in the face of rainbow
As their ghosts wallow in search of gods

I'm only a human
Holding oceans in my veins but in my heart are houses of gods
And my face is her casement

I will shape my mouth into a roof
And make a God with my body and bones