Holy Dungeon

Holy Dungeon

Here on my own again

Longing for things I can't have

Death is lying in wait

And somewhere I'm hiding your scent

It's dark, yet the night is gone

It's cold, yet the ice has melted down

Your blackened lung, your weakened tongue, I swear that I have seen them

Oh, lock me up in your grown-up heart

Here we go again

It's been so long since I've lost you

It's been so long since I've kissed you

So play my music on your radio

Play your sorrow away

Lying here in your arms

Eating all of your sins

I wonder if I'll ever be

The child that I used to be

Your blackened lung, your weakened tongue, your weary eyes, your secret lies

Your one-way street, your whitened sheet, your gloomy thoughts, your cranky gods

Your angel sighs, your painful highs, your tortured heart, your backward art

Your twisted ways, your ancient face, your perfumed words, your crying birds

And here we go again

Holy dungeon, filled with angels

I belong here in your Glaslights

Where are you now?

Holding on

I belong here and always will

I belong here and I always will