The Hanged Man

No more life blood in your body
Just admit defeat
Beast of the sun devoid of manhood
Completely incomplete

Cross and cube reach the sphere
The fool the hanged man

Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began

Here is the church and here is the Steeple
Open the doors and see all your people
The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood
Swinging limp
With two bags of gold

And now you’ll wander through the land
Free from all relief
Your turn to fail them with no instincts
Crippled in thе grief

Cross and cube reach thе sphere
The fool the hanged man

Now time to go to put you back
To where it all began

Here is the church and here is the Steeple
Open the doors and see all your people
The rot, the teeth, that can't draw blood
Swinging limp
With two bags of gold

Water Soil Water Blood
The fool the hanged man
Now time to go to put you back to where it all began

Here is the man with the three staves
And here is the dedicated wheel
Upside down and fragmented
It's too late now to kneel