You betray, you lead with fear, you enslave
Next stop the grave, here's a shovel
Now dig yourself a hole
My arms are tired from trying to shake you awake
You don't want to hear this from me
So hurry shield your ears and don’t speak
This heretic is now descending
Upon waters once clear and calming
To wash away an endless maze,
a crying face, and listless days
We've broke this ground a thousand times
These stones of chance without substance
Who'd like to see this well run dry?
Water to cleanse this deathless lie
Forget all you know, throw it all away
Sleep now and wait for death
pray it comes swiftly