Born as a vessel for sin
I'm tired of standing
I've grown weak from walking
There must be a reason
For the changing of the season
Come before the altar
With torn sons and broken daughters
Come out of your bars
Show us your scars
It's like you're standing in a puddle of tar
The stars irradiated the night sky
They awed at the burning lights
As they fell towards the earth, bringing fear to all their hearts
Beneath the boiling brink of the benevolent sea
Was the end of all that you see
And at the brink was the beginning of all your dreams
During this time of pain
December falls
Bringing back broken memories to all
I'm coming home
No longer be alone
Unite with each other
And know that one day, we'll see the Father