[Verse 1]
Where quiet penitents
Meditate on impermanence
And ethereal hands
Guide mighty blades
From point to point
On the immanent plan
[Chorus]
The heavens precipitate
They do not forefend
[Verse 2]
Cut down by the billions
Fates clipped from the firmament
The cosmic scryer squints
And narrows her augury
[Chorus]
The heavens precipitate
They do not forefend
[Verse 3]
The futurŠµ a slum
Your enclave the prŠµsent
[Chorus]
The heavens precipitate
They do not forefend
The heavens precipitate
They do not forefend
[Bridge]
Transience turns on all its old friends
[Chorus]
The heavens precipitate
They do not forefend
The heavens precipitate
They do not forefend
The heavens precipitate
They do not forefend
The heavens precipitate
They do not