Exalt Undertow
Will God eat from your hands
Yet gnaw them down to bone
Will I teethe on the earth
And carve a tooth of stone
Will the body ever surface
After it succumbs to undertow
Will heaven open wide
Its gates or swallow below
I'll carve out teeth on a stone
Teethe on the dirt filled with bone
Let the god apparatus swell
And wilt to the hollow sun
