In the Ruins

The warning was imminent
From shattered clouds
Violent skies aligning
To take us down

The poisoned water will reap
Haunted waters
Wretchedness into dying
Dripping off the walls

The shell house where you grew
Is now gone
What was here is filled with dread
And the changing form

The witchy wall
Pretty tits
The howling blow
Left us for dead
The sack of glory began
To rise we hold
As house deep in grief
There once great love

We don't get over this
And we crawl around
No distorted ego
When we're given grace
Now we're dead in the ruins
And the morning is cold
There's nobody home anymore

The witchy wall
Pretty tits
The howling blow
Left us for dead
The passion and lust we engaged
Once touched us so
Now sadness crashes
In relentless waves

We don't get over this
And we crawl around
No distorted ego
When we're given grace
Now we're dead in the ruins
And the morning is cold
There's nobody home anymore

And now we're dead in the ruins
And the morning is cold
There's nobody home anymore