can you tell me where you go from here i just can't
spit spit spitting out the holy text the wrath of saul, it bit my lip when i reached for life the budding tree it was cold and severed, complacent seas
black dark caves bleedin into dust severin my faith, turned into rust somehow i drowned the faith in me spearing at my hunger for your feeble needs
i was falling no longer did the water flow who's spirit has taken me my hunger
who's god's disciple i spit at you for mocking me in this fallen place not to reprimand me
i was falling no longer did the water flow who's spirit
can't you see i spit at you i spit at you for mocking me [i'm sick now]
i know that that same will inside me summons me to you let the rain lick our wounds
dogs were barking at the gates the veils were lifted the highest will to breathe before the night became us
can you walk with me i know the sadness it helps i spit at you for mocking me ... walk with me? i know the sadness it helps
we were swimming under the earth and petals formed a crown can you remember? when did the petals become thorns ooh to pierce me
darling what happened to our love there was a sky of hope in your brow we were keen to the king of gods at least you were near me