This Killing

I’m coming through a needle to get to you tonight
I’ve stretched out like a string to reach that far
I’m threading through the midnight on a weary desert flight
And sending you a needle through your heart

I’m coming! Hear the rumor on the wind?
You feel the rain and you’re outside the Ark.
I’m coming! Feel my talons sinking in -
I’m sending you a needle through your heart

My fist is on the skyline like a distant threat of rain
My thunderbolts come humming to your skies
Don’t care if you’re dry or not, I’m coming just the same
To pound out all the water from your eyes

I’m coming! Hear the rumor on the wind?
You feel the rain and you’re outside the Ark.
I’m coming! Feel my talons sinking in -
I’m sending you a needle through your heart

Go call in all your children now, get in from the storm
Still you don’t even know how damned you are
I’m dropping like an A-bomb, babe, but I don’t mean no harm
This killing is for peace instead of war

I’m coming! Swirling scarlet as a flame -
My locust winds are gathering the dark
I’m coming! Got your face I know your name
I’m sending you a needle through your heart.

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