I'm right here babe, I am right here
For all to see
I didn't expect it to be so soon
I'm dying
It's cancer they say
So let's fuck
In the face of that god
It's my dying wish
My wish is my dying wish
For you
My last supper of the christ
Is your thighs
And your lips, and those lips
Last supper of the christ
Thigh and those lips