Sawing off the pavement
Repenting their past lives
Might I be the only pain that's left
To be left behind?
Clay and pygmy footsteps
Rusted, boil it clean
A bullet in linguistics
That only we can breathe

Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchers
Raise your entrails as an offer
Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchers
Raise your entrails as an offer

Following with pitchforks
In a cattle prodded theme
Signaling the sedative
To emaciate the queen
Bowing in constriction
Any time you leave
We've slipped ourselves in angels
In catabata leaves

Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchers
Raise your entrails as an offer
Now, I got a prayer that'll make you theirs now
Beneath sepulchers
Raise your entrails as an offer

In my sign
I was born
To bring death at the footsteps of your home
Tonight
I have sewn
All the hair and crooked nails
That you all have worn
While your wife
Sits at home
I plant the vermin
'Cause she needs it so

How long must we fold our hands?
The nuns are burning wheels again
Dent of mattress to make it bare
Come clean with the anecdote
After all we came undone
Pale of sluts with host at fault
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get theirs yet

Poachers in your home
Poachers in your home
Poachers in your home
Poachers in your home

How long must we fold our hands?
The nuns are burning wheels again
Dent of mattress to make it bare
Come clean with the anecdote
After all we came undone
Pale of sluts with host at fault
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get theirs yet
How long must we fold our hands?
The nuns are burning wheels again
Dent of mattress to make it bare
Come clean with the anecdote
After all we came undone
Pale of sluts with host at fault
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get theirs yet

Fold the river by the lips
As a cruel and smothered wind
Fits the gash with ornaments
Dawn is nodding off again
Raised the braille to read it clear
Gathered by the cholera
Rinse the burns in cauldrons
Help the palm we see a lens

My hands secrete a monument
My hands secrete a monument
My hands secrete a monument
My hands, hands, hands, hands
My hands secrete a monument
My hands secrete a monument
My hands secrete a monument
Oh, oh, oh, oh

(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

Oh

I am the reason for your missing child
He might be home but there's no trace
Under your pillow I have left a spine
All the things we do when you're away
I saw the message that you wrote in the sand
Dismembered heads that come away
The anaesthetic of your gospel sin
Put a muzzle on the lamb
Put a muzzle on the lamb

Give me one page, give me one page, make it blank
Mix it, mace that I leak will rain
Give me one page, give me one page, make it blank
Race I inflict your way
Maybe one day you'll stop and realize
All that you serve is dead
Give me a plague, give me a plague, make it blank
Nothing you hold is safe

How long must we fold our hands?
The nuns are burning wheels again
Dent of mattress to make it bare
Come clean with the anecdote
After all we came undone
Pale of sluts with host at fault
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get theirs yet
How long must we fold our hands?
The nuns are burning wheels again
Dent of mattress to make it bare
Come clean with the anecdote
After all we came undone
Pale of sluts with host at fault
One day we won't pay your debt
Our centipedes will get theirs yet

Poachers in your home
Poachers in your home
Poachers in your home
Poachers in your home