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