Take the cup fill it up Lift it up to the sky
Praise invisible gods for unforgivable lies
Tilt it back and wake me up from the animal dreams
I’ve been hybernating dreaming of unspeakable things

and from the sludge we crawled on phantom limb to get to Her place
and in defiance, sprouted tongues so we could have just a taste

Every swallow every drop recalling things in my mind
that built the clot, built the knot in the base of my spine
Full of come give me some share with me just a sip
Any chance to betray betweenst the cup and the lip

And for the sinner for the simpleton who drank from Her banks
The everlasting urge to fall down on your knees and give thanks

It is He who gave his sons a poisoned muscle to flex
who bore the daughters who would swallow it right up to the neck
and for the blood the seed the poison She will give in return
a tiny piece of every son Her body happened to spurn

and should She let me close enough to cut away all Her strings
with Her compliance i would do the most unspeakable things

When all is said and done and all the fires begin to fume
Take the viscera that almost formed to bone in Her womb
and at Her side we’ll consummate the life we happened to live
By boiling all the children lost for gifts that She has to give

and every book they ever wrote to speak to us of Her charm
should be forgotten once we choke upon the first sign of harm

All the things all the things all the things that She said
Now washed away and sinking silently to rest at Her bed
Every war every drought every capital built
Another stitch into the fabric of a blasphemous quilt

An even farther cry is what we came to try to attain
the immortality and knowledge that we’ve sought all in vain

and we run and we climb
and we scrape and we scale
and we beg and we bite
and we fight and we fail

what we were what weve been
what we kill what weve carve
what we choke what we cut
what we steal what we starve

just a glance just a taste
just a sip just to see
just to say i was there
just to want just to be

when we writhe in denial
when we find where She lay
when we drink from Her womb
will we know what to say?

When we open our skin
When we let Her seep in
When we’re born once again, oh, in the river of god…

What our father forbade
With the tip of his blade
When we fall when we bathe, oh, in the river of god…

With our enemies slain
When we open the vein
Will we come once again, oh, in the river of god…

What our father forbade
With the tip of his blade
When we fall when we bathe, oh, in the river of god…

I would kill part of myself to bathe in the river of god.