We have now suffered the death of the author, but our guide will be accommodating
He's taking care of the details
We have now suffered the death of accountability
This body is unresponsive
He's taking care of the details
Carry the shame of being without
Count my sins shining in the sky
Grow weary of faith against reason
Sufficed to say, you've got your crutches and I've got mine
He's taking care of the details
We have now suffered the death of accountability
Our body unresponsive
Our body undignified