Angelic tears fall
Crash down upon the stones
I stand alone
Wrists drain into the river
My sin brings forth the fallen god
Deacons of the deep
Carry the severed cross
Angelic rejection
A hand extended
Tears shed left neglected cannot dry
Severance of faith opened the serpents eyes
My flesh becomes an offering to thee
Thy heart, thy soul, I am yours
Drain me, of sorrow, distill my light
Mouth full of blood, dripping from the palm spitting in the face of god