I went to our lady of perpetual healingShe send me to our lady of perpetual diseaseShe send me to our lady of perpetual [greeting]She send me to our lady of perpetual [pleads]She send me to our lady of perpetual blindnessShe send me to our lady of perpetual visionShe send me to our lady of perpetual objectsShe send me to our lady of perpetual motionAnd my lady said, “Son, you've been misguidedThe faith you seek will not shield you from the sunYour heart is a hungry [ ], your mind is a lonely targetAnd all of the failures are [stepped] in the right directionA civil war broke out in my body andBoth sides bought their own grenadesIt was a battle between my heart and my brainI can barely [rip off] the grotesque exchangeI started to stagger in my confusionI start to withdrawing into my grieveI was forced to sleep inside the ruins of my crumbling tower of believeAnd it come to pass that my mind emerged with my withered heart on its [spear]It marches down to our lady of perpetual knowledgeAnd demanded the spoils of the warAnd she took of her dress to begin our attestBut she cut of my hands and asked me to feelShe gouged my eyes and asked, “Tell me what you see”But she cut of my tongue between syllablesAnd my lady said, “Son, you’ve been misguided, childAnd what were you thinking, you've upset that crucial balanceWith all of your reason and no feelingShe pinned me to her breast and [ ][ ] chest [ ] arrhythmic rageAnd her heart pumping blood up to her brainAnd her blood running like a rat in a mazeAnd her blood running like a rat in a mazeAnd her blood running like a rat in a mazeAnd her blood running like a rat in a mazeAnd her blood uprising like a bird from a cage