I am the sum of a terrible nothing Lurching and slouching onwards to Bethlehem Heaven has only room for so many Clearly there won't be a spot for me at all I am the sum of a terrible something Watch how the light shine through my see-through skin Send me an angel who flies from Montgomery Blind him and drown him and clip off his molten wings Wait in silence Life in vein Blind in judgement Let the wandering feel me now Burn the oceans, burn their homes In these times before I go Wasted lives of sleep and stone Watch the centre can not hold Swimming through the Gyre I am born Swimming through the Gyre I am... Hear me coming Howl in pain Seek the martyr Skin and soul is what I crave