Flesh-Coloured Anti-Aircraft Alarm

She suddenly stood alone
Shut down by silver and gold
The priest came and kissed her hands
My daughter! Soon you'll be released

She nodded, yes, she was the one
Who ate neighbour's babies
They even point at the chimney

Down there in the gloomy room
Widows versed in law came soon
My daughter! We are so polite

Cutting the face from her smile
Her lungs run into fire
Her [?] flying much higher

And then there is the mechanical heart of the god
Is always repeating the same
She stuttered, "Yes, she was the one"

Who made the [?] dream
Who come from across the sea

They cut the tree of her life
With their hypnotic knife