It’s coming down—the hard rain, the consequences You hoped you wouldn’t live to face The walls fall, scatter the ashes of the worlds You barely got to taste Once again the bitter blows of defeat As history, evaded, returns and repeats Now wade through the wreckage and breathe in debris Attended by the ghosts of all we’ll never be We wretched refugees Digest the hunger in our guts Burning in effigy everything we loved With nothing left but to count the cost And our regrets Our ever present Loss Deliverance For the beaten and the defeated and the weary and the weak For the hopeless and the worthless And the addicted and the sick Everyone in private pain, tormented and ashamed And guilty as sin Forgiveness For the monstrous And the vicious I know exactly why you did I never took anything I didn’t need And I know you’re just like me I never took anything I didn’t need And I know what it’s like to bleed I never took anything I didn’t need And I know you’re just like me I never took anything I didn’t need And I know it’s not right But brought low before the crowd Before the virtuous and proud Who can help but hate the ones who come to see the guilty bound They drink our poisoned blood May they die of it Just like us We all need Deliverance Trust me Did they hurt you? What did they take from you? Could you trust me Did you forsake your chastity For crimes of desire Until made more devout by your sins You returned to confession again… And everything is in its place The priest in his pulpit, the faithful in rows The righteous above and the wicked below The laws in the books written centuries ago And the walls that run alongside every road The feathered in cages, the rebels in cells The rich in their mansions, the homeless in hell The soldiers and officers all out on patrol And you’re in a prison of pain, in a prison of shame For your crimes and the crimes of your captors And every time you failed to topple your masters For the sins of your fathers that you visit on your sons And your daughters’ vices, your songs still unsung With your heart buried deep like a thorn in your chest Thank the heavens you’re finally sick to death And won’t live to see your day of rest Of grace Grace Grace Grace Release me Grace... Grace Disgrace Disgrace Disgrace—release me Grace… We all need Deliverance For the faithless and the disgraced, mounting the scaffold to your doom For the hunted and the unwanted, not worth the salt in your wounds I’d like to keep you alive on those nights when it feels like everything has died Shelter for the homeless and the dreamless Sleep safe here in my arms All the guilt, all the shame, all the suffering you’ve been through Shake it off, spit it out—we’ve got to wash it all off of you You are nothing—you are filth—you are vermin—you are nothing in their eyes Cut—out—cut out their eyes Wash away Come the flood Raining down They will drown And we will sing Wash away Wash away Wash away all