Smoking in the Sistine Chapel
Michelangelo would be so pissed if he knew
Holy air in unholy lungs
The caking up of dirt and dust
I wanna add to something beautiful
Something I shouldn't touch
Holy air in unholy lungs
Holy air in unholy lungs
I am become Death
I am become Destroyer of Worlds
I have become the end all of end alls
I've seen all the lives that you've unfurled
Visions of flames, visions of fire
You can burn it all down but you can't call me a liar
I've seen the end it's coming soon
I've seen the end, there's nothing, nothing you can do
Preserve the mind
Preserve the soul
But don't you dare preserve the body, it's the first to go
Don't hold on longer than is assumed
Or else the death that you have caused will become the death of you
I wanna destroy something very very very very old
I wanna leave my mark on this world even if it makes you uncomfortable
That's the way it is,
That's the way it's gotta be
These moments come with grace
We can't let them leave with dignity