The cluster rain
The day evolves
The ticking lies
That I pass away
The choir drops
Their arms into the lake
The grape the grain and the buyers in
I took your words and I fought them in
The squealer wraps his arms around the snake
The lifestyle of the latest fear
The body stops when the blood is clear
The witches palm at the foot of the barricade
The grape the grain in the pyres eye
The living proof of the dying lie
I throw myself into the bowels of the hurricane
I'll baptize in the turn of the corner
I will dive through the gates at the border
I will lie in the sweet of the water
I'll see clear and I'll see that I want you
I'll see clear and I'll see that I want you
I'll see clear and I'll see that I want you
But when the leaves have blew away
You turn deserter
Is what they'll say
And when our time has drew away
You turned deserter
Is what they'll say
