Lyrics:

Why? What have they done?
Who has the culprit crossed
And forced in another year?
Why have some gone but we are still here?
Sitting in a circle
Of clouds enforced upon my head
Above my eager eyes
Misplaced, my mind abandoned
Seized to substance
Abused in months of excess

Heat flashes of memory
Breathing in good health to stop
The nightly excess
Pounding on the walls of
The temple beside the cross

Bury me in the bay
Tempt me with throated swords no longer
Bury me in the bay

Oh, I am weary
I am tired
Tired of leaping
Collections of caskets
I am lurking death
An animal
I am lurking death
A curse to myself
Harms way for those I cherish
I am lurking death

Done
Forced in light
Versed to them
As the child, on and on

I am home
I am home
I am
I am home

Done
Versed to them
I am home
Done
Versed to them
I am home
I am home