Can't get hungry anymore, I bought everything they're selling Broke my fingers on my own then cried about my suffering Everything I put on my tongue is salt My crying sounds like singing, I'm kneeling at the final gate My knees struck ground, I saw the serpent on the staff My knees struck ground, the serpent on the staff --- My sister went down to the sea in a ship Doing business on the great waters She saw unspeakable things in the corners of the world The hand of God stirred up the churning ocean The waves cursed and sputtered Made my sisters a drunkard With a melted heart And only one way out of the dark