Guilt cuts, tensions pray
Years abuse, hands obey
Eyes fold, stars malign
Balance the weight between
The here and the now
Cavity collapses
Spine bows
When the time runs out, desire peaks
When none are left, the bottle speaks


I am the body
Flesh on the pike
Pine for me now
I am thy light
I am the body
Flesh on the pike
Pine for me now
I am thy light