The air tastes of silver and blood My eyes are cut with mercury Cast out a body of smoke and dirt And my bones become like hollow shells I am a hollow shell Fell from the sky into the rivers Into the spring of waters And it all turned bitter Of dark celestial descent I see the mark as the sun blacks out You stretch out like sackcloth of hair The key to the eternal night And in the fall of light we take our true form In fall of light we take our true form