What Sage Could Not Cleanse lyrics

Late at night when the moons arise And I can’t be bothered to sleep I decide to roam This faithful path on the way to the church Where the leaves have started to wilt I am not my own Go! Pray! I know the air is thin Believe me I know all of your sins You arise in the middle of the night In a panic with a fever and a sweat He has arrived Clutching your fists and grinding your teeth But it’s not effective for your fate Your fate is now Go! Pray!