Letra de Northern Orthodox

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 bother asking “What would Jesus do?”
'Cause you'd never give it up that soon
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'd want
'Cause I'm sure that I'm the one that all this bitter ash is falling for
But I'm falling for it too, yeah that's my station there's no changing it
The one religion I could fit into my pocket so I'm saving it
And no I won't fold until it's done
And I won’t fold until I’m done
Death it caught you in a bad mood
Didn't matter how it pulled on you
Don't bother asking “What would Jesus do?”
'Cause you'd never give it up that soon
Oh, I prophesized you until you came true
Not gonna bleed through until I have to