I pace, alone
In a place for the dead
Overcome by woe
And here, I've grown
So fond of dread
That I swear it's heavenOh sweet Mary,
Dressed in gray
Roll back the stoneWith these words scrawled in a severed hand
Tears fall like shards of glass that bend
In rivers, like sinners
Swept with me to join the damnedA darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within Her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with meSo farewell to distant thunder
Those inept stars I've worshipped under
Fall farther, their Father
Lies in wait in flames below
Whilst my love, a blood red flower
Calls to me from verdant bowersGraveside, I cry
Please save me from this Hell I knowA darkened sky
The day that laughter died
Fell swiftly into night
And stayed within Her sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with meAn eye for an eye as espied in the bible
My faith is lost to the burning of idols
One less cross to press upon the survival
Of this lorded agonyAnd I, (much as I have tried
To bury Her from mind,
Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died)
Still sense Her presence so divine
Lithe arms about my throat
like pining swans entwined
Footfalls at nightfall close to mineSuicide is a tried and tested formula for releaseI snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars
See Her face in every natural feature
Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever
With glee deceiving meSuicide is a tried and tested formula for releaseI hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her
Siren song to sing along, no finer
Suicide notes, harmonized in a minor
Strike a chord with miseryNo light nor reef
No unsinkable of romance keeps me
Safely from the stormy seas
Now drowning, resounding
Death-knells pound my dreams
Unthinkable to dredge through this
Listless and lonely winter freezeA darkened sky
This day hereafter dies
Falls swiftly into night
And stays within my sight
Staring at the knife
Oh God, what ease it was to sacrifice
My life, to have Her with meNo more a victim of crusade
Where souls are strung from moral palisades
I slit my wrist and quickly slip away
I journey now on jeweled sands
Beneath a moon to Summer lands
To grace Her lips with contraband
The blaze once in my veins
Songwriters
ALLENDER, PAUL JAMES / DAVEY, DANI / EAGLESTONE, ROBIN MARK / ERLANDSSON, ADRIAN PAUL / PIRAS, GIANPIERO GUISEPPE / POWELL, MARTIN F.Published by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group