Church of the Latter-Day Rent

But I started off
With some coal in my sack
With a Mortar and Pestle, I ground some bones
With tinctures of plants, and oil of the one
I painted the coal my own.

To say that my bones
From first were my own?
With A Mortar and Pestle, I find me alone
With a Two by Two Family of Runes
I cast aside all I had learned.

With the sun on my back
And the Wind By My Side
No Mortar and Pestle; It's an ignorant life
But the toll it tolls, and my simpleness dawns;
I find myself casting no more

But all I see
Is A Family And Me
With our Mortars and Pestles, we grind one two, three
But the more it grinds, and the more it tolls,
We find ourselves wondering more [no more]
'Til nothing is left but the dawn.