Lyrics

They were 40 years out The doubted has ceased And they'd have to for this To take our homes the walls The very pride of this city We'd approach the city at dawn Everyday that week For a single jaunt around the city We'd travel seven times and on the seventh time times seven To displace their belief in safety To disrupt ours of obtaining So carry out quietly Solemnly, the fate of this city So I kneel focused Reverent to the cleansing of this body I lap the water seven times upon my back The faucet roars, my skin unintact This body wants something These walls they hold nothing