Water to the Dead - Ego Likeness

Step politely over me

When I’m given to the ground

Keep hidden the memory

Of where they lay me down

Let the rain come over me

Wash away the years of filth

Swallowing my memory

Wash it down with bitter guilt

Giving water to the dead

Drink what I used to be

Now the cup’s gone sour

Since you tasted me

Giving water to the dead

Drink what I used to be

Now the cup’s gone sour

Since you tasted me

You’ve misplaced your tiny gods

Lost them to the ground

Let them suffocate with me

In the place they lay me down

Step politely over me

Watch the hollow in the ground

This space left blank for you

Next to where they lay me down

Giving water to the dead

Drink what I used to be

Giving water to the dead

Drink what I used to be

Giving water to the dead, the dead, the dead