The ceremony 
Cradles my head in trace
I brush dust from my teeth
Fleeing hands and spidersplead for salvation
They wash the clawed of a priestritual mockery rectified doubt
I'm holding with arms open widesleeping endless sleepon a bed of nailswake me up with your kiss(chorus)
I'm waiting for consummation
I'm waiting for contemplation
I'm waiting for confrontationwaiting for a place tolay my body down
The proud encasing of another soulburied deep 'neath the shroudflourished with the venomof the serpent's son
I close my eyes retreat
The prayer hands lays downon the edge of my sleepsister death in lepers's guisethrough crimson eyesof the holy oneall will learn to see(chorus)
Invocations are invitationsto the bloody red sheetsthe circle is brokenby the sleevea sacrifice of one(chorus)
Resurrection- past reflection
Revelation- last discretionconfession- confessionincompleteresurrection