I've been tearing 
And I've been torn 
The temple steps 
Are smooth and warm 

What Juda's been doing 
There ain't no knowing 
On the olive vines 
Something different is growing 

 [bad word] on down 
 [bad word] on down 
C'mon, let's push on through 
No, let's go around 
 [bad word] on down 

One eyed crow 
Tapping on a windowpane 
Little boy raised a cup 
In cyaphast's name 

In the potter's field 
Blood beneath the tree 
That money's gone son 
What's left, you owe me 

 [bad word] on down 
 [bad word] on down 
C'mon, let's push on through 
No, man, let's turn around 
 [bad word] on down 

Sound of thunder 
Smell of a burnin' oil 
What's that movin' beneath the soil 
The street lights out 
Dark shape on the ground 
 [bad word] on down 
 [bad word] on down 
 [bad word] on down 

Is that hope 
In the shepherd's eyes? 
Or just another 
Little dark surprise? 

I'm just like you, dad 
Thin and cold 
If you didn't know it 
Well, now you know