So blue, so blue So blue, oh And from his rib an angel born as Eve Thy hair inspired God to make the breeze Thy lips inspired God to make a man Formed into flesh and promised him her hand Why do I cry at night still? Can't sleep without the Nyquil

Rise thy horns For I'm at one with the dark Divine presence ascends Touching the forehead ov god Hark! I was not, I have become In rapture, in vengeance, in blood From word into flesh From man into god "Strive ever to more"