Woke up this morning feeling half dead
Twelve dark angels were in my head
None were my lovers, none were my friends
Who are these people, and where does it end?
Ocean, bring me an ocean
Sweep me away, and make me clean again
An ocean, a bright blue ocean
Heavenly water to wake, and clean my soul
Lashed to the rock, where the river runs red
Lucchia tore the eyes from her head