I think I lost all of these missing pieces In the dead lands by the ocean Strung out between some statues of Jesus And the grave of a life he's chosen Send out my heathens It ends now and I can hear it coming I'm hell-bound but I feel alright I remember all the steady ringing And my love for the dull commotion When grey skies and heavy breezes Mirrored my emotions Send out my heathens It ends now and I can hear it coming I'm hell-bound but I feel alright Face down in the middle of this day drown I'm sick and I know I can't stay out But I feel alright All weathered I fade into the fall Where the leaves don't change at all Cold water will welcome curtain call I have wandered from my home I think I lost all of these missing pieces In the dead lands by the ocean Strung out between some statues of Jesus And the grave of a life he's chosen