Gone by the rain's holy bard I sleep with the devil, take his mark I'm sleeping in a hallowed septic marsh I'm gone by the haze, by the dark And I summoned what I fear Words departed, departed here Sacrifice me slow, dull the blade Rob it all, my sanity A rose and a sword, it's a thorned device I hold the haze but you're holding the knife On a solid road of alibis Set ablaze, it's a demon's high Detonate crows in fields of rye I sleep golden hearted by the tide Suffocate your saraph, let her starve I'm done with the double-edged swords