Well-Paid Jesus, Vicious Nails By Tired Angels Of Mine

Fresh Taste Of First Light When They Do Come Down

Skin-Deep Memories Of Siren Lullabies

Sealed From Us From Me From Everything You Go

Despair You Tend To Bring To Me, To Us, To Everything With Tide Comes

Holy Water, She's Breaking Those Waves

Holy Water, She's Breathing Those Waves

The Silence Keeps Her Sane

Tainted Sounds From Haunted Throats

Iron Tears On Satin Sheets

Silver Spoon, Bread Through Pain

Ether Eye Has Never Seen

Where Dirty Hands Have Never Been

Sealed From Us...Holy Water...