We run back through the scenes    Of this life   (You’ll find skeletons   In that closet)      Read the book and find this page   That leads us to the answers   (This books not telling us anything   There’s cold blood on the lines)      This fate rises from the answers   This fate, from the answers      Keep watch for the sun   It might catch you alight   Our houses   Streets and cities   Fall foul of sacrifice      I can’t stand in boiling water   Any longer   I need to be found   Take my hand    But please don’t take me down      This fate rises from the answers   This fate, from the answers      Keep watch for the sun   It might catch you alight   Our houses   Streets and cities   Fall foul of sacrifice      It’s alright, I’ll bend, break, find some E   I’ll find another pleasure   Beneath another skin   I’ll write a hundred thousand messages   And pray everything you do   Is drugged with depression    And my new life, has nothing to do with you    Just take my hand   (Dour contemplation)   (Dour contemplation)