Steven Wilson - The Holy Drinker lyrics

The Holy Drinker and his curse In constant serf*ge to unquenchable thirst And from his stupor the night gives birth The devil rises from right out of the earth With shaking hands and blackened heart The gla** he pours, this time it's also the last In rapt communion with himself The Holy Drinker is going straight in to hell The coffin was made from a tree Please hammer a nail in for me The bottle slipped right through Plague pits Now underground Take me down Down Put me in chains