Lyrics

BREAK THE MOLD OF YOUR FATHERS BEFORE YOU
SMASH THEIR GLASSES ON THE ROCKS BELOW
SPEW FROM YOUR LIPS THE LIMITS OF REASON
THE YELLOW BROTH OF THEIR FAITHLESS THOUGHT

TOSS ME LIKE A PEBBLE THRU THE PANE
LET THE WIND OF BELIEF BLOW THRU MY HOUSE AGAIN
BLOODY MY NOSE IF YOU MUST
WE’RE SEEING WONDERS WHILE THEY’RE SEEING DUST

DENY THE SPIRIT AND THE NAME OF THE OTHER
THE GROUND OF YOUR WORDS WILL SUFFER THE SAME
AT THE BEATING SUN THE STRANGER HURLS CURSES
WHILE THE LOVER SEEKS THE WATER AND SHADE

BREATHE AND LEAP TO THE SALT OF THE OCEAN
YOU’VE SEEN ALL THERE IS ON THAT BARREN LAND
THE HIGH WAVES ROLL AND THE WHITE WHALE BREACHES
THE HARPOONS BREAK ON THIS MYSTERY