| Been to this place before, excavation |
| Scrawling a name again |
| Touch stony face restored |
| Can’t read the name, collapsible fingertips |
| Weeping within the hot of desert weeps |
| To brood inside the skull of wax and time |
| Taking no step alone until you can |
| Crying on the downed stones |
| Crying on the downed stones |
| (Pillamyd) |
| By handfuls you will build a pillamyd |
| (Pillamyd) |
| By handfuls you will build a pillamyd |
| (Pillamyd) |
| Oh, pillamyd |
| Lust in the vessel head, working with slaves |
| Dust in the eyes of men |
| Offer nocturnal prayer, alter ablaze |
| Magic obtained, deciphering pain |
| Moving inside you when you seem asleep |
| Influence all to step beyond the gate |
| When you’re slipping in preservative |
| Hydroglyphic downed stones |
| Hydroglyphic downed stones |
| (Pillamyd) |
| By handfuls you will build a pillamyd |
| (Pillamyd) |
| By handfuls you will build a pillamyd |
| (Pillamyd) |
| Oh pillamyd |
| A pillamyd built |
| Pillamyd guilt inside |
| It’s etched in stone |
| It’s etched in stone |
| It’s etched in stone |
| It’s etched in stone |
| (Pillamyd) |
| By handfuls you will build a pillamyd |
| (Pillamyd) |
| By handfuls you will build a pillamyd |
| (Pillamyd) |