A Season in the Sky

I had a vision last night, my god was glowing
 There was another bridge on fire
 And the last wrecks were counted
 The sky opened and the blood flowed
 A distant cancerous season was upon me
 I had a hook in my back and a light to guide me
 My words were useless again
 The leftovers were playing with my memories of love
 I screamed at my god and he let me go
 I drifted silently to the desert and began to pray
 I came to a pile of ashes and sifted through it looking for teeth
 A snake spoke through me again
 But I could not heal their wounds
 I'm searching for the old spirit of war
 With my rough hands and a sharp knife
 I need something to cut into so that my god can see me again
 To be right again
 To see my shadow alone
 To get back to the hook a let the light burn in my soul
 All I've seen walking through the fire
 The figures in my dreams
 Run back on me in a psychic scar
 As I ride to the dawn