The ceremony Cradles my head in trace

I brush dust from my teeth

Fleeing hands and spiders

plead for salvation

They wash the clawed of a priest

ritual mockery rectified doubt

I'm holding with arms open wide

sleeping endless sleep

on a bed of nails

wake me up with your kiss



(chorus)

I'm waiting for consummation

I'm waiting for contemplation

I'm waiting for confrontation

waiting for a place to

lay my body down



The proud encasing of another soul

buried deep 'neath the shroud

flourished with the venom

of the serpent's son

I close my eyes retreat

The prayer hands lays down

on the edge of my sleep

sister death in lepers's guise

through crimson eyes

of the holy one

all will learn to see



(chorus)

Invocations are invitations

to the bloody red sheets

the circle is broken

by the sleeve

a sacrifice of one



(chorus)

Resurrection- past reflection

Revelation- last discretion

confession- confession

incomplete

resurrection