Nymphs Finding The Head Of Orpheus Lyrics

In the skeletal remains
Of a pool long since drained
Filled with rain
Reclaimed by nature

Through the dark, I wade
As if in its Glory days
Knowing that I'll make myself sick from the water
Knowing all my tears and rage could load a revolver

I used to think, you must be the water I drink
Holding me down in these waters, down beneath
Singing to the sound of my screaming
But now I see

In the dark I wait, right here where I once sunbathed
With all of my dreams unfit for day
With all of my tears and all my rage

I usеd to think you must be the water I drink
Holding mе down in these waters, down beneath
Singing to the sound of my screaming
I used to dream of the day it'd be just you and me like the Wild West
Both of us shooting till one of us was dead

You cruel, cruel man