Our Lady In Darkness Lyrics

Our lady in the abbatoir. She's hanging headless, charred. Baby on her
Breast - there's nothing left, the milk turned to powder, Twist her, she'sLegenda - Our Lady In Darkness - http://motolyrics.com/legenda/our-lady-in-darkness-lyrics.html
An hour glass - but time has died. The blast was final. Captain's flat down
In the urinal fixing cos he's sick of shooting shadows.