And by the hands of my god I wash myself clean With the rivers below That flow into my mind Falling through the abyss of life The shadow that is mine engulfs Pulling at - bending - My realization (No this cannot be) (No this should not be) Looking forward I see the nothingness that approaches Perhaps I'll embrace the intangible (Spinning a web around your world)
And by the hands of my god I wash myself clean With the rivers below That flow into my mind Falling through the abyss of life The shadow that is mine engulfs Pulling at - bending - My realization (No this cannot be) (No this should not be) Looking forward I see the nothingness that approaches Perhaps I'll embrace the intangible (Spinning a web around your world)
