“You said, you saw the future and it’s apocalypse. Who survives that? The lovers of the fighters? They sell us this lie that love is gonna safe us. All it does it makes us stupid and weak. Forgive me, Love isn’t gonna save us. It’s what we have to save. Pain makes us strong enough to do it. All our scars, our anger, our despair — it’s armor,
God loves the sinners best because our fire burns bright, bright, bright.
Burn with me. ”