Antic Clay - Red Gra**, Black Pasture lyrics

Prefigured in my blood In my extinguished Decipher first the themes Of my cool wicked lady dreams And show me one holy thing, just one holy thing And maybe my broken throat might open and sing I'm tethered to you hand By fine precarious thread Let's find nefarious plans The method means the end Before you name to yourself Before I'm nailed by the king Show me one lone ceremony that ain't as .......... Show me one holy thing, just one holy thing Then maybe my broken throat well it might? Just might open and sing But a .......... But I ain't seen nothing yet? And I worship and blame And I love you like a threat