• Burn this offer
    In mine black eyes
    As I shake my coffer
    A coffin closed on the street
    Housed by a tabernacle of lies

    The worlds of men are crashing down
    Falling all upon mine crown
    And it was a pale shining of dew
    That tipped the balance, and my world shattered, too
    So raise a funeral dirge in this pyre
    And let the flames burn away this liar

    and so I lay the pieces at Thy feet...