Johnny Truant - The Weeping, Wailing, and Gnashing of Teeth Тексты

Heaven! Heaven! Where is this heaven that so many speak?
As sunlight fades into misery
Each alley way bares a crown for the weak
Heaven! Where is this heaven?

His vomit sits on sunbeams, like a Vegas token
Each matted hair has a story to tell
Each man will haunt the other
No friend to call his own
In his loneliness he counts his sins
Are we the real sinners?

When we strike a match each day, to the truth of giving something back
The rats lead a darkened path, no mother dare would walk on
No mother dare would walk
The rats lead a darkened path, no mother dare would walk on
No mother dare would walk
This world has a cancer

One day my precious son, you'll be a lion
You'll hold your head up higher than the sun
One day my precious son, you'll be a lion
You'll hold your head up higher than the sun
Where is heaven?
What does it mean for us to breathe?
What does it mean for you to love?
What does it mean for us to live, for each other?
One day my precious son, you'll be a lion
You'll hold your head up higher than the sun

No heaven without hell; No love without each other