The Paper Chase - What Should We Do With Your Body? (The Lightning) lyrics

Will you bleed and dress me where I'm found? Black with blood and conduction we sniff dry ground I'm a lightning bolt like a toy that chokes Open hands will open throats I'm a single flashing curse that finds you in the universe Oh, the views you see over cross danglings What should we do with your body? Oh, the view you see will be astounding All of the beautiful bodies There will be family pets roaming our streets They belly up to the scent of the hospitals And of the rotting meat I'm a lightning strike that will circle the sky You will swallow your teeth Your wool smells brown with burn All shepherds eat their herds I can show you the way The lightning rods are like fingers of God And I'll have you pictured in my head All of you butchered in your beds I can have this arranged The willing who*e is the hand of the Lord And I'll have you pictured in my head All of you butchered in your beds 'Cause God is everywhere God is everywhere Over funeral screams and wedding dreams What should we do with the bodies? The sweet release, the sound of sighing All of your beautiful bodies To the birthing scene or suicide bombings What should we do with the bodies? The sweet release, the slow resigning All of your beautiful bodies