Lazarus on Down

i been tearing

and i been torn

the temple steps

are smooth and warm

what judas been doing

there ain't no knowing

on the olive vine

something different

is growing

lazarus on down

lazarus on down

lazarus on down

lazarus on down

one eyed crow

tapping on a windowpane

little boy raised a cup

in cyaphast's name

the potter's field

blood beneath the tree

that money's gone son

what's left, you owe me

lazarus on down

lazarus on down

lazarus on down

lazarus on down

is that hope

in the shepherd's eyes?

or just another

little dark surprise?

i'm just like you, dad;

thin and cold

if you didn't know it

well now you know