"So we struggle and we stagger
down the snakes and up the ladder
To the tower where the blessed hours chime. And I swear it happened just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss, the Gates of Love they budged an inch; I can't say much has happened since, but closing time..."
This man is the debil with words my friends. Incredible.
"and the whole damn place goes crazy twice, and it's once for the devil and it's once for Christ, but the boss don't like these dizzy heights; we're busted in the blinding lights of... closing time."
Dude, you will never write anything that sick. Neither will I.