We run back through the scenes
Of this life
(YouÂ’ll find skeletons
In that closet)

Read the book and find this page
That leads us to the answers
(This books not telling us anything
ThereÂ’s cold blood on the lines)

This fate rises from the answers
This fate, from the answers

Keep watch for the sun
It might catch you alight
Our houses
Streets and cities
Fall foul of sacrifice

I canÂ’t stand in boiling water
Any longer
I need to be found
Take my hand
But please donÂ’t take me down

This fate rises from the answers
This fate, from the answers

Keep watch for the sun
It might catch you alight
Our houses
Streets and cities
Fall foul of sacrifice

ItÂ’s alright, IÂ’ll bend, break, find some E
IÂ’ll find another pleasure
Beneath another skin
IÂ’ll write a hundred thousand messages
And pray everything you do
Is drugged with depression
And my new life, has nothing to do with you
Just take my hand
(Dour contemplation)
(Dour contemplation)