Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hagiophobia, artist - Trophy Scars. Album song Holy Vacants, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 20.04.2014
Record label: Monotreme
Song language: English
Hagiophobia |
I drag your corpse up off of the road, find a vacant house where we can lay our |
shattered bones |
Something familiar, something abandoned, somewhere where the vultures can pick |
apart our damage |
I lay your body, clean it to the teeth, I pray before the sunlight that the |
angels capture me |
Oh, girl now that you know, practicing voodoo is not my m. |
o |
But if blood’s what she wants then my blood it will flow over your body and |
under the door |
I make my penance with wrong I have done under the pressure of a steel-plated |
gun |
I found a Bible as I scraped up the boards, an ironic piece of laughter as I |
cried even more |
I felt cursed, I felt blessed, the heart of every angel pumping gold into my |
chest |
What’s a snake, what’s an apple after you break all the hearts of every apostle |
Oh, girl now that you know we’ll be stuck in this house we can call a home |
I pull the hammer the barrel explodes out through my mouth and through the |
window |
Yeah |
Pray, I pray, I pray until the end of the night |
Pray, I pray, I pray for the end of the night |
I pray for my forgiveness, I pray for sunlight |
Every little whisper that you spoke to me (Heaven can’t hear us) |
Every little promise that you said you’d keep (Heaven can’t hear us) |
Every time we sinned I kept it locked under key (Heaven can’t hear us) |
Every single priest I paid to bless us to sleep and every time I pray — I pray |
our souls God will keep |