We're, if at all 
Slaves to a pawn 
Caught in a cautious lie, if at all 
Staggering weightless 
Haggard stained cynical 
It all tastes sweet 

Leave me to sway here, if at all 
Listing ageless 
Wait, wait and see  [bad word] here to rest 
And then cosset the crows 
Who murder the raven 
And those who cast the losing die 

Leave me to sway here, if at all 
Listing ageless 
Wait 

Trace these suicide shades 
Uncovered through this pious lullaby 
Praise to suffer 
While we brace ourselves 
Shaking hands on the alter 
See these paths to their end 
Through the pulse of hate 

And now walk along the earth 
It always turns inward 
To let their souls writhe 
Silting softly it is wanting 
Hate 

Trace these suicide shades 
Uncovered through this pious lullaby 
Pray and suffer 
Erase, erase, erase, erase 
Erase, erase, erase, erase