Letras
Gone, it's closing off
So close
I'm horror in the madness
I'm light inside the darkness
A scintillating prospect
That I've acquired
Burn
I pray to your god every day
I sin 'till I burn it away
I scintillate like gamma rays
Cut up inside cos you're fake
The dreamer sleeps through a lucid nightmare
But one of these days I will wake
A funeral jacket, a vanta black casket
One of these days I will wake
Would you like a mint before you talk to god?
Be sure to clear your throat
And check your gown for holes
Take as much time as you need
Before you talk to the devil
Be sure to straighten your back
And check your suit for blood
I stare down your gun every day
If you're gonna shoot, let me pray
Just please make it quick, I can take
No more than four for today
The dreamer sleeps through a lucid nightmare
But one of these days I will wake
A funeral jacket, a vanta black casket
One of these days I will wake
Burn
I pray to your god every day
I sin 'till I burn it away
I scintillate like gamma rays
Cut up inside cos you're fake
What do you want from me?
I just want to ask you a question
What would that be?
Why are you so emotive?
Oh, what about it?
Is that a problem?
That I know my own name?
Don't get me started
The dreamer sleeps through a lucid nightmare
But one of these days I will wake
A funeral jacket, a vanta black casket
One of these days I will wake
Burn
I pray to your god every day
I sin 'till I burn it away
I scintillate like gamma rays
Cut up inside cos you're fake
The dreamer sleeps through a lucid nightmare
But one of these days I will wake
A funeral jacket, a vanta black casket
One of these days I will wake
Blood
I stare down your gun every day
If you're gonna shoot, let me pray
I scintillate like gamma rays
One of these days I will wake