Undertow - Exalt

Will God eat from your hands

Yet gnaw them down to bone

Will I teethe on the earth

And carve a tooth of stone

Will the body ever surface

After it succumbs to undertow

Will heaven open wide

Its gates or swallow below

I’ll carve out teeth on a stone

Teethe on the dirt filled with bone

Let the god apparatus swell

And wilt to the hollow sun