Where the Angels Burn Lyrics
I self destruct, panicked dreams and violence skies in a lonely bed
I lie in, ooh please instruct
All alone aside for my image
The deepest wings I drown
I feel like a fool, like a mad man fighting cancer
I feel my abuse, a drug addled victim
I understand him
Somehow I’ll be there, in the flames of my own failure
Somehow I’ll find you
Stranger we become
Through the gates of iron sin
When I chase you down to hell
Would I give up everything for
Stranger we become
Through the gates of iron sin
When I chase you down to hell
Would I give up everything for love?
I self destruct, silence of the anger and I laughed alone
I feel like a fool, like a mad man fighting demons
Pigs and effigies
I feel my abuse, a drug addled nothing, I understand him
Somehow I’ll find you in the flames of my own failure
Somehow I’ll be there
Stranger we become
Through the gates of iron sin
When I chase you down to hell
Would I give up everything for
Stranger we become
Through the gates of iron sin
When I chase you down to hell
Would I give up everything for love?
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Make me strange, where the angels burn
Take me away, I'd give up anything
Make me strange, where the angels burn
Take me away, I give up anything for you
I stood at the gates of Heaven and spat into the face of Saint Peter
And told him to fuck himself
That was a laugh, that place Heaven
Will never exist for me as long as you're not there standing by my side
I can dwell on the confusion of my experience
But I can try to live all days in anguish
Either option, I lose, if I wanna return to the sunshine and the living
I must cross an ocean of hate to get there
And a culture of enormous sorrow stands in my way
But you're worth and enduring the worst of life's creations
Your love, your forgiveness and tender touch
I would set myself on fire a thousand times for just five more minutes
Of your magnificence against my skin
I’m unfocused, I don’t want people to like me
Nothing matters except dying a thousand deaths
For receiving the simple pleasure of holding you one more time
I don’t have a clue how to find you
But I know that somewhere in the sunlight of the spirit
You're there guiding me home to your bosom
We really are just made of iron and bone
Held together with weak skin and easy-to-open veins
We’ve been created from dust only to live and love
And get shoved back into the dirt
My beloved, I don’t have any idea how I’m going to find you but I will
Somehow, in the smiling grace of our ancestors
And with every ounce of energy in my bones
I will find you, all my love, all my love, all my love
