Your die's been thrown
Like skipping stones
They ripple and repose

You're all alone
Inside your dome
Tonight we go

Home, past my body's treason
Go, where the light is bleeding
Home, but the night is still young

Take me to the God who wronged me
To my broken body
'Cause it won't be here for long

In nothingness
Eternal bliss
Or atavistic mist

Your time has come
I hear the drum
Tonight we go

Take me to the God who wronged me
To my broken body
'Cause it won't be here for long