i like the devil - Purity Ring

Mother laid her elbows on the bed

Whispering the wishes to the threads

Weaving in the weight of all our dread

Wiping up the stains of our regret

Heal her hands by kneading up the bread

Cleaning off her fingers as she wept

Lurk within her gleaming silhouette

Then seal in our wonder to ferment

I, like the devil, can fly

And I read her sweet mind last night, and

I, like God, can fly

And I held a candle over her fright

What is happiness but a word

Spoken from on high for what it’s worth

Flown beneath the wings of little birds

But I have felt the wind crawl where we’re cursed

Find us in the folded parts she pressed

Lying in positions, like we’ve slept

Find us in the hallows of her chest

Lying in positions, like we’ve slept

I, like the devil, can fly

And I read her sweet mind last night, and

I, like God, can fly

And I held a candle over her fright

I, like the devil, can fly