I know/that place you've been going, That land where your dreams/were once ample and growing, Yet lately it seems a darker life you are sowing. Father I know/that place you've been going.
FATHER!
Shadows of Angels sure do amuse... Each week that passes my hope dies a little too, Now I'm heading south/headed straight down with you. Father I know/that place you've been going. Father I know that place you are going.
Father! -father, father, father father, father -crushing you to pieces father, father father, father -grinded into dust father, father father, father Mortar/pestle if you must father, father father, father To ashes with your trust father, father father, father A man of morosity, and I'm in your dust.