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
