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Heaven Is A Black Hole

Heaven Is A Black Hole

Direct Hit!

Альбом: Brainless God
Длительность: 3:23
Год: 2013
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How could we sleep when we know that it's ending?
We're awake 'cause there's no point in pretending
There's a man with a beard waiting for us
Dressed in white with his angels in a chorus
How could we sleep when we've made you a promise
We'd be together, no, we're not at all dishonest?
So take our hands, come along to the black hole
And take a ride (Let's go!)
How could we sleep knowing well that his judgement
Never errs on the side of the conflict?
We've gotta know that his mind's all but made up
So we escaped and now

I can tell
You're nervous, don't be, everything will be fine
Compelled
To stay behind, I wish we could, honey, but

How could we sleep when the story isn't over?
Whether or not there's a field full of clover
We could run through an infinite elation
We'd always know that we missed the termination
How could we sleep having left you behind? Well
Aren't you glad that we came back to dispel
All the rumors waiting for you on your deathbed
And let you know the naked truth about them instead?

I can tell
You're nervous, don't be, everything will be fine
Compelled
To stay behind, I wish we could, honey, but
Why dispel
The notion that the singularity's shine is all
Illusion? Maybe that's what heaven is

Never mind, fuck your position
Come on, why won't you just listen?
'Cause I'm guaranteeing there's no hope at all
Close your eyes and lose your consciousness
But no need to abandon it
Just step into the darkness, see them fall
Crushed into oblivion, your sense of time collapsing
It will feel like never ending wait and see
I'm screaming so you'll listen
Say again, fuck your position
What do I have to say to make you believe me?
Oh, fuck!

I can tell
You're nervous, don't be, everything will be fine
Compelled
To stay behind, I wish we could, honey, but
Why dispel
The notion that the singularity's shine is all
Illusion? Maybe that's what heaven is

Heads were hung and tears were shed
Facing all but certain death
But some of us decided our last breath
Wouldn't exit as a gasp