Hell Of A Saint - текст песни
Hell Of A Saint
No you won't
Won't find me there
In a row locked in a prayer
With eyes in a trance blind to despair
Take me home
Where it's safe and warm
No one here in a crown of thorns
Just a pitchfork and horns
To say "Hello and "Goodnight"
Why can't you see through it?
Or is it all just set in stone?
Even though I don't buy it
I make one hell of a saint
Get so sick of this
There are few things that I miss
One I guess you could say is devil's bliss
And I know
I've got some friends
Who may see what you have missed
Who skipped the hand you may have often kissed
It's too late for me now
Packed my things and moved downstairs
Much easier away from God's cross heirs
Take me home
Where it's safe and warm
No one here in a crown of thorns
You say I'll burn for this
But at least I will be warm
Warm in Hell
I'd say the only good time
When they pass the bread and wine
Even though I see through it
I make one hell of a saint
I once was lost
But now I'm found
I once was blind
Oh so blind
But now I see
You know you never will
Ever have me
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