The Hanged Man

Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man Now time to go to put you back To where it all began Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man The time to go to put you back To where it all began No more lifeblood in your body Just admit defeat Beast of the sun, devoid of manhood Completely incomplete Cross and cube, reach the sphere The fool, the hanged man Now time to go to put you back To where it all began Here is the church and here is the steeple Open the doors and see all your people The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood All swinging limp With two bags of gold Here is the church and here is the steeple Open the doors and see all your people The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood All swinging limp With two bags of gold Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man (two bags of gold) Now time to go to put you back To where it all began And now you'll wander through the land Free from all relief Your turn to fail them with no instincts Crippled in the grief Cross and cube, reach the sphere The fool, the hanged man Now time to go to put you back To where it all began Here is the church and here is the steeple Open the doors and see all your people The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood All swinging limp With two bags of gold Here is the church and here is the steeple Open the doors and see all your people The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood All swinging limp With two bags of gold Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man (two bags of gold) Now time to go to put you back To where it all began Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man Now time to go to put you back To where it all began Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man Time to go to put you back To where it all began Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man Time to go to put you back To where it all began Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man Time to go to put you back You back, you back Here is the man with the three staves And here is the dedicated wheel Upside down and fragmented It's too late now to kneel Here is the man with the three staves And here is the dedicated wheel Upside down and fragmented It's too late now, it's too late now to kneel Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man Now time to go to put you back To where it all began Water soil, water blood The fool, the hanged man Now time to go to put you back