You the languid saint
Lavish lip-reader framed
Declined to testify
Before the lord of light

I’m on a ship that was broken to bits
‘fore it ever did sail, hammer, oh nail
Christ came and went, left us broken and bent
We laid into the wind, soaked in our sin

You got the fine, feed off the mind
You got the flesh, sweeter, sweeter

Rose above the fray
Surveyed all the old way
Where there once was trust
Lives decay and rust

I’m on a ship that was broken to bits
‘fore it ever did sail, hammer, oh nail
Christ came and went, eft us broken and bent
We laid into the wind, soaked in our sin

YOU GOT THE FINE, THE FANG TO TAME DOWN
FEED OFF THE MIND, THE BRAIN BE UNWOUND
YOU GOT THE FLESH, THE FANG TO TEAR FRESH
IT WILL NEVER TASTE SWEETER, NEVER TASTE SWEETER

You got the fine, feed off the mind
You got the flesh, sweeter, sweeter

Silent the storm
Had No shape no form
Drowning the old way
Crawling in decay