If You...

If you carry the light for me through oceans of melting steel,
The very next sound you feel will be the low red sky bleeding.
But oh, it's all right, I don't care, it's all right...

I'm subtracting the air from my lungs, so someone will breathe in me.
My body's just empty skin, floating through tunneling space.
But oh, it's all right, I don't care, it's all right...

If you put your wet mouth on my skin, I will black out my blue eyes,
And the very next sound you feel will be my white body bleeding.
But oh, it's all right, I don't care, it's all right...