Near us, dark spells

The first spin through hell

If we push the altar

Then we watch it burn



It's my red hand I'm tied to the rack

Sharp bones, bare back

And I hope the chain

It covers my name



It's my red hand You sit where, us stood

I'll try hard to be good

Our excess of death

Darts through the room



It's my red hand Help me I want to be clean

Locked in the stall

Bounce off the top of our scream

Ride through the wall



I'll work for it