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