Engelsstaub Kissed By God
We praise the lord and praise the queen
And nothing can stand in between
We pray to Christ who's our sheppard - the better lord
The queen has spoken loud and clear
My Christ's in sorrow and in fear
Death angels hang out of my throat - for a better God
My lord, my lord come pray to Christ
Take one for me and one for lust
And if sometimes eht end is near
There will be no Christ, no queen, no fear
Just our lord somewhere in hell in menstrual nights with a body swelled