Hurt the angel with a kiss
Of passionate and daring thirst.
Overwhelm the sacred bliss
And see who goes to heaven first.

Don’t be afraid to stain with love
The tenderness of words they tell,
Because the angels from above
Are curious to see the hell.

Tear the wings and wipe the glow,
For sacrament is never sweet.
Grab the sky and bring it low
Into the place where fires meet.

Bless the angel with a kiss;
The sweetest sin of all,
And do not be afraid of this;
The angel wants to fall.