Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heaven Is a Black Hole, artist - Direct Hit!. Album song Brainless God, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 02.09.2013
Record label: Red Scare
Song language: English
Heaven Is a Black Hole |
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 judgment |
Never errs on the side of the conflict? |
You’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 in 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 death bed? |
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 |
Nevermind, 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, lean and fall |
Crushed into oblivion, your sense of time collapsing in |
Will feel like never-ending, wait and see |
I’m screaming so you’ll listen! |
I’ll 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 |