Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
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Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
No more lifeblood in your body
Just admit defeat
Beast of the sun devoid of manhood
Completely incomplete
Cross and cube reach the sphere
The fool the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began, oh
Here is the church and here is the steeple
Open the doors and see all your people
The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood
Swinging limp with two bags of gold
Here is the church and here is the steeple
Open the doors and see all your people
The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood
Oh, swinging limp with two bags of gold
Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man (two bags of gold)
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
And now you wander through the land
Free from all relief
Your turn to fail them with no instincts
Crippled in the grief
Cross and cube reach the sphere
The fool, the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
Here is the church and here is the steeple
Open the doors and see all your people
The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood
Swinging limp with two bags of gold
Here is the church and here is the steeple
Open the doors and see all your people
The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood
Oh, swinging limp with two bags of gold
Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man (two bags of gold)
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began
Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back
You back, you back
Here is the man with the three staves
And here is the dedicated wheel
Upside down and fragmented
It's too late now to kneel
Here is the man with the three staves
And here is the dedicated wheel
Upside down and fragmented
It's too late now, it's too late now to kneel
Water soil, water blood
The fool, the hanged man (it's too late now to kneel)
Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began (it's too late now to kneel)