can you tell me where you go from herenni just can'tnnnnspit spit spitting out the holy textnnthe wrath of saul, it bit my lipnnwhen i reached for lifennthe budding treennit was cold and severed, complacent seasnnnnblack dark caves bleedin into dustnnseverin my faith, turned into rustnnsomehow i drowned the faith in mennspearing at my hunger for your feeble needsnnnni was fallingnnno longer did the water flownnwho's spirit has taken mennmy hungernnnnwho's god's disciplenni spit at you for mocking mennin this fallen placennnot to reprimand mennnni was fallingnnno longer did the water flownnwho's spiritnnnncan't you seenni spit at you i spit at you for mocking menn[i'm sick now]nnnni know that that samennwill inside mennsummons me to younnlet the rain lick our woundsnnnndogs were barking at the gatesnnthe veils were liftednnthe highest will to breathennbefore the night became usnnnncan you walk with menni know the sadness it helpsnni spit at you for mocking menn... walk with me?nni know the sadness it helpsnnnnwe were swimming under the earthnnand petals formed a crownnncan you remember?nnwhen did the petals become thornsnnooh to pierce mennnndarling what happened to our lovennthere was a sky of hope in your brownnwe were keen to the king of godsnnat least you were near me