What the Thunder Said

Welcome to the holy day
This is the day that it all comes true
It will burn like a furnace
Every day of your life, recognize yourself for what you are
When the mouth of hell opens up before me, come suffering:
Wash me of my impurities, teach me what it is to want more
Everywhere I turn, the despisers of the body, the despisers of the soul
Angels bleed from out their wounds, demons out from mine
Remind me what's at stake, drive me day and night
In this forsaken slaughterhouse, God forgot but I have not
I still know exactly what I want
On the edge of humanity, health and sickness to each side of me
For the first time I could see I meant nothing to either one�
Time is running out for you, all the things you desire are hostile to you
Your submission and your "holy lies" I'll never stoop to understand
You sacrificed yourselves: you raised your temples to the skies
Plucked your tongues, sewed shut your eyes
Raised disease upon a throne
Sacrificed the flesh, now nothing left for you but the bones
In the pit of mortality, health and sickness casting lots for me
For the first time I could see I meant nothing to either one
Desperate, starved in every way, bloodstained bread they brought for me
I had nothing, and God help me, I took it while I could
CONTROL
Nailed to my sacraments, to the marrow of my bones
Making my way alone down this road paved with thorns
Struggling to carve a path through the pollution that surrounds
Unburied
Death-defying
Unbowed