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