The ceremony cradles my head in trance
I brush dust from my teeth
Fleeing hands and spiders plead for salvation
They wash the clawed feet of a priestRitual mockery rectified doubt
I'm holding with arms open wide
Sleeping endless sleep on a bed of nails
Wake me up with your kissI'm waiting for consummation
I'm waiting for contemplation
I'm waiting for confrontation
Waiting for a place to lay my body downThe proud encasing of another soul
Buried deep 'neath the shroud
Flourished with the venom of the serpent's son
I close my eyes, retreatThe prayer hands lay down
On the edge of my sleep
Sister death in leper's guise
Through crimson eyes of the holy one
All will learn to seeInvocations are invitations
To the bloody red sheets
The circle is broken by the sleeve
A sacrifice of oneResurrection, past reflection
Revelation, last discretion
Confession, confession
Incomplete resurrection