Misery is a ship upon which we all ride. and don't think it's a dream that you're dreaming 'cause we're all in it. and history is a sea, deep and wide; we cross in time. and time makes dogs of men and ruins what it doesn't take. and marries us to death and buries us with our mistake. and marries us to death and buries us with our mistake.
So kneel down on your knees and give thanks to your king. 'cause every inch that you give is a wave in our wake. and every hour that you slay is a link in your chain. and every hour that you slay is a link in your chain.