Face (original version) Christian Death

Let your eyes walk on his tongue
His wife is dead, she doesn't see
Voices raised to emptiness
Arms reaching back to face the face

Children stand shut to the length of his waist
Dirt swept we shiver with our mouths to the ground, to the ground
Word dancers shout the dead language of thieves
"Dreams are omission, they fall deliberately"
They fall deliberately
They fall deliberately
They fall deliberately
They fall deliberately

Let the sky scream, "suffocation"
If you can't move, you can't breathe, breathe, breathe
Voices raised to emptiness
Arms reaching back to face the face, the face, the face
You're just a face
You're just a face

Not me, dead girl dressed in white
This is not healthy
I, sanitation sin
It could be you, you, you
It could be you
It could be you