Rite of Passage

The cracks in the wood
Speaking in tongues
Til I hear the floor
The darkness will come

They open for you
They open for you

There stands the door
Silent and tall
It stood here before
An omen to all

It's open for you
It's open for you

The eyes of God
Upon your face
It's cruel and late

The heart of the world
Smitten with wounds

Is open to you
Is open to you