Marilyn Manson — Little Black Spots

Each time I make my mother cry An angel dies and falls from heaven (But when they get to you) When the boy is still a worm It's hard to learn the number seven (4, 3, 2, 1, never get to 7) (But when they get to you) (5, 6, 7, 8, And ever) (The first thing that they do) (3, 2, 1, 0) [?] Prick your finger it is done... The moon has now eclipsed the sun... The angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things... Prick your finger it is done... The moon has now eclipsed the sun... The angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things... Each time i look outside, my mother dies I feel my back is changing shape (I wish i had my wings) (But when they get to you) When the worm consumes the boy it's never ever considered rape (Oh how i wish i had my wings) (But when they get to you) (Oh how i wish i had my wings) (The first thing that they do) (Oh how i wish i had my wings) [?] Prick your finger it is done... The moon has now eclipsed the sun... The angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things... Prick your finger it is done... The moon has now eclipsed the sun... The angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things... When they get to you... (We must discover the way to heaven, in order to avoid it) When they get to you... When they get to you... (We must discover the way to heaven, in order to avoid it) When they get to you...