Comes with the Fall -

Why can’t they see?

They’re sprouting, why can’t they see?

They’ve taken their root in her womb

Feeding on the sunrise

Picking my veins like a murderess murderous warmth take hold of me

Scratching through me

They created this guilt, right?

They provoke all this shame, right?

They thrive on our guilt, right?

It’s not just me alone in this cage?

All of them witches, breaking a fast with the rise of the sun

Steal back the secrets of heaven and earth

Striving to fulfill the purgation of dreams

Purging to fulfill the starvation of dreams

All of them witches, breaking a fast with the rise of the sun

Breaking a fast with the rise of the sun