Dull Knife, Sharp Stone

You've been gone and I've been gnawing at new teeth There's a light out there that I'm afraid to see Is it wrong to wanna bow at my own feet Cause there's a world out there that I'm too scared to meet There's a blank spot that my mind cannot complete A word that makes me too nauseous to speak There's a vision I see every time I fall asleep There's a chalice I was preordained to drink Even the mother had her doubts Like my father told me Console me To live through Hell is holy Some devils are devout Can't let it control me Console me But the arms of a ghost cannot hold me Ten damn years and I'm still scraping skin away Like there's no sin you can't excoriate Therese, Louise, and me The scars don't make the saint But God, am I desperate I'm aching for respite Guess I should've guessed it I can't wash myself away Even the mother had her doubts Like my father told me Console me To live through Hell is holy Some devils are devout Can't let it control me Console me But the arms of a ghost cannot hold me There's a vision I see every time I fall asleep There's a shallow grave and it was dug for me