From the depths distance is drawing near Like a wave crested in growing fear Still the serpent whispers in your ear the knowledge of life And of rotting flesh it sickly reeks And deprived of sight all you will see Are hungry eyes with sharpened teeth bidding you come And you’ll pray that god will cast all your devils down To the lake of fire to burn and drown And he’ll wipe the blood off of your brow and call you his own And we’ll greet the loss of innocence As Judas with betrayal’s kiss And we’ll shed our skin to begin again like a child
Sweet like the knife that pierced his side Three times divine, three times denied I’ll carry your cross if you’ll carry mine Until we meet again
So watch as the fallen fade, watch as our skin returns to dust You and I both became locks under keys reduced to rust