I feel like Jesus in a rainstorm
Feel like the salamander crawling up my arm
I want to cut this meat in half
But I don't have a knife to do that
So I grip the veins at the bloodied ship
And I take you up and I put you back
Where you belonged before you were dead
Inside that hotel you called heaven
I want my life to be exact
I want the ice to crumble at my feet
I want this ship to sink on me
I want God to come down on me
I wanna go to God for peace and free bliss
Well I wanna go to God
I wanna go to God