Between the ashes
The old lives
If I wake from dreams
What will I see?
Between the ashes
The old waits
If I wake from this sleep
What will see me?
It won't show the road
But beneath my feet
I feel the worms still crawl
And I hear the snakes still move down
If I wake from this sleep what will see me?
Back to the roots
Back to the bones
Back to the roots
Back to the bones
Back to the roots
Back to the bones
Back to the roots
Back to the bones
You won't guide me
You won't help me
You won't see me
You won't show me
You won't tell me
You won't give me