Socratic altars offering me this overturned astrology
Commune with me before you get free

But death it caught you in a bad mood
Didn’t matter that it wanted you
Don’t other asking “what would Jesus do?”
‘cause he’d never give it up that soon

(give it up, give it up, give it up!)

Your goddess broke out from the rocks
Your bloody northern orthodox
It’s arching over all that I’ve come across
But it’s not the kind of ceiling that you want

I’m sure that I’m the one that all this bitter ash is falling for
But I’ve fallen for it too
Yeah, that’s my station, there’s no changing it

The word [ . . . ] fit into my pocket, so I’m saving it
And though I walk forward until it’s done
And I won’t fold until I’m done

(give it up, give it up, give it up!)

[ . . . ]
[ . . . ]
[ . . . ]
You’re never gonna get another [ . . .]

But death it caught you in a bad mood
Didn’t matter how it pulled on you
Don’t other asking “what would Jesus do?”
‘cause he’d never give it up that soon

Oh, I profesied you until you came true
Not gonna bleed through until I have to


Lyrics submitted by SephNite

Northern Orthodox song meanings
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