devil on the left angel on the right there's no mistake who'll i be w/ tonight over the fore lamb's head on my lap days pass like weeks w/o the sight then comes the fury of the lullaby then comes the fury of the lullaby heartbeat in a hole an eyeball loose and wild dropping memories out upon the open tiles and over to the left there sit the loveless ones crying slowly and sucking on a gun do you wear the mark do you wear the mark darling darling do you wear the mark