(The holy mountain is below)
(The holy mountain is below)
(The holy mountain is below)

Our daughters are
Melodies we sing to sharpen our teeth
They hang in the air like sharks in the sea
Tearing out the flesh from the irony
Digging secret graves
To bury sins we hid from our mother's gaze
Torn out from the womb of uncertainty
I have loved you for an eternity

What kind of gravity would make me stay
Where heaven's above me?
The love I know's the hell I owe
So maybe it's me who was lost
Somewhere at the bottom
A gravity that makes me stay

Where heaven
Heaven
Heaven's above me
Where heaven
Heaven
Heaven's above me

(The holy mountain is below)
(The holy mountain is below)

Borrowed nausea
The father hangs his son from the family tree
His body is the weight that has anchored me
Down in the depths of your ecstasy

What kind of gravity would make me stay
Where heaven's above me?
The love I know's the hell I owe
So maybe it's me who was lost
Somewhere at the bottom
A gravity that makes me stay

Where heaven
Heaven
Heaven's above me
Where heaven
Heaven
Heaven's above me

You are a holocaust
Made for me
The great divorce of god and his apathy
Everything, suddenly
Crashing down like heaven's weight on top of me

(The holy mountain is below)
(The holy mountain is below)
(The holy mountain is below)
(The holy mountain is below)
Below (The holy mountain is below)
Below (The holy mountain is below)
Below (The holy mountain is below)
Below (The holy mountain is below)