Flat-

li-

ning!

Flat-

li-

ning!

I

learn

to

live

with

the

loss.

Take

a

pound

of

flesh

as

an

of-

fe-

ring.

I

learn

to

live

with

the

loss.

I

see

God

in

vio-

lence.

I

see

truth

in

suf-

fe-

ring.

Build

your

walls,

build

your

cof-

fins.

Rot-

ten

pine,

wea-

thered

and

worn.

Rot-

ten

hearts

sink

in

the

storm.

At

the

edge

of

the

Earth,

there

is

no-

thing

but

the

fall.

We

in-

he-

rit

the

ghosts

through

the

cracks

in

our

bones.

I

am

the

ves-

sel

for

the

dy-

ing.

Will

they

bring

me

home?

We

in-

he-

rit

the

ghosts

through

the

cracks

in

our

bones.

I

am

the

ves-

sel

for

the

dy-

ing.

Will

they

bring

me

home?

Flat-

li-

ning.

Flat-

li-

ning.

I

learn

to

live

with

the

loss.

Take

a

pound

of

flesh

as

an

of-

fe-

ring.

I

learn

to

live

with

the

loss.

I

see

God

in

vio-

lence.

I

see

truth

in

suf-

fe-

ring.

(No!)

No

blood

left

to

drain.

Turn

my

eyes

to

Hell,

and

let

them

mar-

tyr

me.

(No!)

No

life

wi-

thout

pain.

Oh,

wret-

ched

sky,

let

the

light

die

in

vain.

We

in-

he-

rit

the

ghosts

through

the

cracks

in

our

bones.

I

am

the

ves-

sel

for

the

dy-

ing.

Will

they

bring

me

home?

We

in-

he-

rit

the

ghosts

through

the

cracks

in

our

bones.

I

am

the

ves-

sel

for

the

dy-

ing.

Will

they

bring

me

home?

Oh!

I

watched

the

world

rip

out

its

heart...

I

watched

the

world

rip

out

its

heart,

and

I

know

it

meant

no-

thing.

I

watched

the

world

rip

out

its

heart...

(No-

thing!)

I

watched

the

world

rip

out

its

heart,

and

I

know

it

meant

no-

thing.

(No-

thing!)

Uh!