You can't bend your crooked arms

Or fold your punctured proof

The air is growing cold, cold, cold, cold, cold

And there's nothing you can do

Soon there'll be no gauze inside the Confessional

Only rows of crows, defrocking every breath



And one day you'll remember

Behind the melting cones

I said one day you'll remember

Behind the melting cones

You always had a family

In the burial of your home

In the burial of your home



Night forever more

Night forever more

Night forever more

Night forever more

Night forever more



And I'll peel back all of my skin

Peel back, let it all run

Peel back all of my skin

Peel back, let it all run

Peel back all of my skin