Turn Your Heaven To A Tomb

If I'm damned to the pit

Then it's an honour, ain't it?

To be invited to coffee with the gods

You dug your claws into me

Now all this ceremony

I'd rather that you just give me a firing squad

So gentleman

My infatuation with disrepair

And dilapidation

Will turn your heaven into a tomb

A sense of severance

A past I had but all but buried

The mist is clearing and my mind's

Like a cemetery

A sense of severance

From all I had come to cherish

My conscience breaking into halves

And all hope has perished

Now, now, NOW!

You speak of destiny claimed

That I'm a fool to be shamed

That those ascended are bound to dominate

The lives of those underneath

But they can help me to see

That though demonic I'll get off fancy free

But gentleman

My infatuation with disrepair

And dilapidation

Will turn your heaven into a tomb

A sense of severance

A past I had all but buried

The mist is clearing and my mind's

Like a cemetery

A sense of severance

From all I had come to cherish

My conscience breaking into halves

And all hope has perished

Now, now, NOW!

Now, NOW, NOOOOOW!

And those once bound shall fracture

We'll turn your heaven into a tomb

And though end might make me feel good

I'll pay for it in gloom

OooH BABY!

So gentlemen

My infatuation with disrepair

And dilapidation

Will turn your heaven into a tomb, tomb

A sense of severance

A past I had all but buried

The mist is clearing and my mind's

Like a cemetery

A sense of severance

A past I'd all but buried

The mist is clearing and my mind's

Like a cemetery

The names of thousands dead and gone

A thousand memories that I lost

Uuuuugh!