(Humming)
Gather round, you wounded people
Shadows fall upon the steeple
Soon shall come the closing of
The closing of the gates.
For there is word of plague among us
Curse the one whose poison stung us
All along the alleyways
The satyrs wait their fate.
But who's to blame when all are guilty?
Morals stained and conscience filthy
Abreast your idol replicas
Your replicas of lust
Cause in the sky I hear the threshing
Dare to watch your Lord undressing?
And all you beg forgiveness
And feed on his disgust

But if perhaps the salt might stain your skin
And if perhaps the smoke might weep your eyes
Listen While The Threnodies Begin (Uhuhuhu)
No, no one in here gets out alive

But let your frailty not deceive you
A little pinprick, rest relieves you
And dream of all the days that are
The years that are to come
For you will dance and you'll be nimble
Pirouettes upon a thimble
And I will be beside you
Lest I lose you once again

But if perhaps my sorrows are all show
And I should find a crack among the gates
Guilt shall follow me wherever l'll go
Though I try I know I can't escape

When you're gone the earth will crumble
I will try, but I will stumble
And all through these city streets
My robes shall drag the ground
Cause hear the children swing with sorrow
Yesterday was once tomorrow
No more I'll be troubled
By the troubles of this world

But if I lose my step along the way
And if the speech of victim fills my throat
Out beyond past the cliffs that shape the day
It's there I'll wander, there I'll stray
It's there I will look for you when all my trials are done
(Uhuhuhu)
I feign to sleep to save my breath
This love is loss
This life is theft
And all that's left is some vain need to carry on
(Uhuhuhu)
And though I fear the tightening of the skies
Against the daw I'll watch you rise
Oh Lord, the company I keep within my head
(Uhuhuhu)
The scent of flesh might tease the nose
It claims the calm, it clings the clothes
Could that be you my love, your dust upon the wind?

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Writer(s): ADAM STEPHENS, TYSON HYDE DILLINGHAM VOGEL