From the Book of Leviathan
Words and Music by Patrick Harnish
He always loved you.
Right from the start.
Even now you've
Grown your dark hearts.
Could that be you?
His sweetest sons.
His kindest hearts.
His purest ones.
Go drown in the water.
In your vessel, the swine.
You've boats to pull under
And planes from the sky.
Become the ocean.
Deep blue and dark.
Call ships to the storm and tear them apart.