Lyrics:

Away, and what to us O Nazarite
You have come to destroy
We know who you are
Holy one of God
Come forth out
Plucked up and double dead
What is done, what is said
From deathbed to deathbed
The paste faced men
A collection collective
Bedside manner grim

This darkness does not want me
It refuses to hold me
Who will hide me in the foul air
Of my own heart's desires

You're the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen
In all four directions
I, learning who you have been
He is not you, this straw man
Let me take a look
Let me take a stab at it
Pitch black he has stood my ride
Hey living symbol, living symbol
Girl come inside

Who is this to speak before Him
Pleading to gnaw the bones of Moses
'Be ye quiet and come forth out'
Plucked up and double dead
What is said... what is done
Holy one
Churning up a foam sea
Be ye quiet shipwreck inside of me