And devil, you called again Slept in my faults again And I recall your hands I recall your hands ... And devil, you called for me In the love, in the faces of these people and places And you haunt the spaces in between Am I dead, am I numb, am I asleep ... And regarding your manifold face I see you cannibal, you You gave to take And now no signs, my soul is marked By the shards of the jar, where I kept all my scars ... So I patch worked reasons, I've been tied in Knots of tearfulness and lots of sighin' But my hands my hands, are made for praying So I swallowed these tears I've been crying