History repeats itself with the venom of the blackest widow, malice in tow
Dragging its prey before murder and yet
A spiderless garden is death to us all
So when the light severs clouds at the dawning of daybreak
Creatures move frantically out of harm's fire
Light is to truth as darkness is to hatred
Fear is the flower that bees never kiss
I long for the day that I know never comes
For as long as my right eye can see down this road
It stings hard and abruptly, this pain of no hope
For the future of green in a garden of grey
Oh God, in your infinite wisdom and discipline
Give me the strength to hold fear in my hands
And shake hands with the saints under cover of strangers
Who break the skin, milk and honey from neighbouring lands
The whips crack in tandem and hit me with knowledge
So deep and so bruising my blood is confused
Not knowing whose body from whence it is flowing
In this it resembles the rivers of the world
So lonely are we in this tunnel of progress
Awaiting volcanoes and quaking of air against earth
Emptiness so hard to swallow
Refusing to recognize all of its worth
And space is the promise
Poison of everything
And fear is the excuse
For freedom's fall
A false taste as we sink perfect teeth
Into apples of senselessness
Feeding on shiny red circles of hate
Oh God, in your infinite wisdom and discipline
Give me the strength to hold fear in my hands
And shake hands with the saints under cover of strangers
Who break the skin, milk and honey from neighbouring lands
Oh God, in your infinite wisdom and discipline
Give me the strength to hold fear in my hands
And shake hands with the saints under cover of strangers


For the saints under the cover of strangers
Who break the skin of gun honey
From neighboring lands
My hands can shake hands
For the saints under the cover of strangers
Who break the skin of gun honey
From neighboring lands