The Churches of the Dead

It's coming in stages, I been writing them pages

'Bout how the godly people always seem to know

What's on the horizon, that thunder and lightning

It could cause you to pray away your depravity for sure

You know your mama tried to do you right and raise you well

But far as I can tell

You've been slowly

Pushing up the daisies in your bed at night

You're acting real uptight

Like you don't know me

Come fly with me and I'll take you to see where the skies have bled

And let's ring a bell for the women who fell in the churches of the dead

Fantasy is life, the mirth and the knife, our future is out on the ledge

The kingdoms have fallen and no one is calling us back from the edge!

But you've always had hope

And it's keeping you alive

When the demons come at night

You've always had hope

And now the skies are turning red

In the churches of the dead

Better stop and scratch that itch

Quit being a little bitch

It's fair to say that you've thrown away your mind

Sorry for your loss, but somebody's gotta pay that cost

Of admission into the system

I guess your brothers and your sisters ain't enough for you

They do all they can do to keep you breathing

Never ask for nothing for nothing for their sacrifice

But you keep wondering why you're still bleeding

Send us a sign to tell us we're fine! Ah!

The churches have fallen, and still no one's calling

Our senses are gone

And we're just hanging on!

You've always had hope

And it's keeping you alive

When the demons come at night

You've always had hope

And now the skies are turning red

In the churches of the dead

So carry me into the darkness, let this be my final act

'Cause I don't want to be a slave to all the days I can't get back

I'm worried for my soul, it's damaged and it's in control

And I'm sorry for my desperation, I don't know where else to turn

I'm sick of all this anger, and I know I've got a lot to learn

I'm praying for the living, and I'm praying for the ghosts

And I'm praying for the dead, they've seen it all!

Amen

And you've always had hope

And it's keeping you alive

When the demons come at night

You've always had hope

And now the skies are turning red

In the churches of the dead

Never look down

That's the right way to do it

You've always been broken

But you always got through it