birnam wood

all dark effects i'd long withstood

upon my room advanced

the moving shade of birnam wood

disguised by broken branch

i struck firm the hollow of your thigh

withheld my name

yet from determined hold i could not fly;

though every tendon came undone

would you take a bound-up isaac's place?

are you a god

and shall your grace

grow weary of your saints?

or prefer the father's dreadful fate?

are you a god

and shall your grace

grow weary of your saints?

(though every tendon came undone

safe in the arms of the kingdom come)

floodwater filled your formless birth

a column cloud descends

your of sorrow must not be measured by his worth

for then it hath no end

yet may my heart in tune be found

in four-shape notes from underground

and can we not call it a nervous breakdown

my nervous system breaking down?

would you take a bound-up isaac's place?

are you a god

and shall your grace

grow weary of your saints?

steady is a knife held sure by faith

are you a god? and shall your grace

grow weary of your saints?

riding in a westbound railcar

they'll dump you in the highgate graveyard

they'll dump you in the highgate graveyard

come untie your little sons

before the angel comes

come untie your little sons

come untie your little sons

come untie your sons

come untie your little sons

come untie your sons