Hangman to all mankind
Make your peace
For mother earth lays on her deathbed
Death's rattle echoes

What pale beast
Lurks in the shadow
Great lover reveling in pox
That feeds on filth

God's old snake
We ask for a sign
A revelation, a vision of hell
Or blood from stone

We have been to the ends of the earth
Slouched towards Bethlehem
With daggers drawn

So take your bitter pill
And wait until dawn
The pound of flesh
Tithe of princes, wine of salvation

We are searching
The golden redeemer
Who wrote the word of the devil
In the veins of man

If there is a watcher under the earth
Wake him from his fateless sleep, his fateless sleep
Father of Archean life, you have souls on fire
Please release me, please release me

And I have stood at the top of the world
And Shook the four winds and called your name
And walked dusty paths on holy hills
Gazed upon black effigies and pressed holy flesh