Overtones

Far to the north Far to the north Over the mountains Over the plains Lives a family of five Struggling violently to survive I'm mute I'm insane I'm gay I'm godless I'm frightened We are The sacred and profane Lift your hands and bow to my father He will burn your sins on the altar What is weak? what is strong? Fuck your rights and fuck all your wrongs Ten thousand years of beating our child Hiding bruises whose pollution grows wild Sucking air feeding this dream We're down on our knees Waiting for the day when the bodies of our debt Will rise and rip you from your cross From the smoke and the fog Of your name The sun has come and killed the father And nailed his god upon the altar We are the sun and we are the father For we will kill everything that we honor In this house of stone