Four Sisters, Pt. 2

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
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
(Unspeakable things)
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