Spires - Hour of Penance

Swallowed down.

Is this my last stairway?

Still I feel a needle through my flesh

That brings smoke, it bars the view

Cleaning remorse out of me

Pure denying

I became a survivor

At one with these spires that feed me on

My own shelter for cold stung my face

Yet I can’t, I won’t move

Snake of God, have mercy on me

What’s left behind for me?

Choose my path, gather my past

Wash it away with lenient venom

Forever grateful

Of keeping me warm

Do what you will

Shut my eyes

Draw my soul up

And start again

Snake of God, have mercy

Snake of God, have mercy

Snake of God, have mercy

Snake of God, have mercy

Wires feeding and snaring together

But it’s all I ever had

I am a survivor

I am at one with these spires