Bleeding eyes, they fill the sky, and heaven sick can hear them cry. Each drop of rain, a despairing tear, always when they're filled with fear.
Mourning for the Diabolic Being, with Earth's decay, they hear him sing'ng of the wars that men has fought, of the peace that they have sought.
Each eye truly is a scar, often mistaken for a star on the face of the omniscient One, truly now all hope is gone.
Yet we do still walk the Earth, gaze and fuck and then give birth, eyeless corpses under the ground, depict amiss of brains that's too profound for earthly men to see...