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