A lot of foot-kissing in this bible And bare-faced lying In a grave with panoramic view Of well-respected evilAs your soul drags through shallow riverbeds Welcome to the closed hands of barren banks Drying out in the caves of apathy While I am the sea, beneath the sea of the seaAnd at last, September appeared in me Ran down the mountains with the fog He surely went at great lengths Bricking up the progress of fallCavedwelling everlasting spectre It bellows and slurs bloated, confined But here, the skies they differ every day They speak to me within their vast arrayAs your soul drags through shallow riverbeds Welcome to the closed hands of barren banksDrying out in caves of apathy While I am, the sea beneath the seas of the seaThe sea beneath the seas of the sea
