Before you name me to yourself
Ascribe to me the plot
Prefigured in my blood
In my extinguished star, long shot
Decipher first the themes
Of my coagulated dreams
Then show me one holy thing
One holy thing
And my broken throat may open and sing
"Hosannah!"
Deathward
Teathered to your hand
By a fine, percarious thread
A fine, nefarious plan
The method means the end
Before you name me to yourself
Before I'm nailed by the king
Just show me one lone ceremony
That ain't as vacant as a ring
And show me one holy thing
One holy thing
Then my broken throat might open and sing
"Hosannah!"
"Hosannah!"
"Hosannah!"
"Hosannah!"
"Hosannah!"
But a saint is just a name
And I ain't seen nothing yet
And I worship, and I blame
And I love you like a threat