I go downstairs, trembling
We are the, we are the monsters in the night
I try so hard to pray them all away
but it's not working tonight.
Sinking down upon dirty ground
My heart has stopped inside of me
Break my legs to hold me to you;
sulfur breathed into my head.
Quite falling, all around me fall
onto my knees befor you paint a
tide that binds me to it, far away
from here.
Falling, can't you hear my calling
Running, catch my hand and hold me
