Into the Piano Lyrics

Behind a door
Hand to face
Conscience is the wound
His hand for me a sovereign tune
I pray him come
I pray him soon
Glory be to the father
To the son and the Holy Ghost
As it was in the beginning
Is now and ever shall be
His word without end
Amen
Amen
Behind a door
Hand to face
Conscience is the wound
His hand for me a sovereign tone
I pray him come I pray him soon

There's a wolf in the piano
On the white keys
Teeth on the black
Dry bones under animal skin am I
No tears from this eye
I feel nothing
I hear no voice

Behind a door
Hand to face
Conscience is the wound
His hand for me a sovereign tune
I pray him come I pray him soon