Rock of the lake,You are shallow And head like a moon.
But give us a day's work,And we will grant passage to you.
Then you'll awake in a room,
Like from the pictures you burn,Will reflect in your shoes.
Strong words escape from your pillow,And out through the room.
These are the words we will follow, Obey, or fall through...
Out on the lake of all truth,
Rise to the surface, you hunter, you killer, you fool.
Out in the lake there are children drowning with you
Thus is the case when we follow your every move
Just keep moving on the high waters coming on.
In this water they will carry me to you.