The Witch's Heart (Lives Lost Too Soon - or Too Late) Lyrics

Album: Passion

(He survived, but his destiny burned off in the blast

Disillusion tore off his wings, and when he stepped outside

Into childhood’s end, and the moon was so bright

It looked like a white hole punched through the cape of night

But from that moment forth a moon was just a moon and a star was just a star

And nothing more...

And the morning came, and the sun did rise

But he was trapped in the corridors where it spent the night

And he could not, or he would not hear our cries--)

So take everything, break everything, fake everything, fuck everything

It’s all nothing if you want, but that’s not what I want

I’d give anything to see you feel again once more

Stand alone

Beside you

Listening for a sign of life from inside of you

Suffering some gift of god

Pursuing, hunting you

Yes, life is sour when you hit the ground,

Moments wasted, loves gone foul

However sweet the fruit, the prickly skin, the bitter core

And nausea for dessert

So fuck everything, take everything, fake everything, break everything

When you’ve been broken, when you’ve been brought low

You want to smash everything, those who still care most of all

And I can see the witches burning in your eyes

But they’re not the ones who sold you these lies

We’re not the ones who bound your hands and turned the spears in your side

Yeah take everything, fake everything, break everything, fuck everything

Heart as black as the sun

On the day that will come when it never ever rises again

And where do you go when you’ve lost your way

Inside, and everywhere you turn it’s all the same

Where do you go when there’s nowhere to go

You froze in your tracks, something broke and you

Gave up

And it makes me want to cry

An ocean of tears to flow through these filthy streets

Stained with so many years

Of smothered hopes and desires denied

The faceless masses, paralyzed

To drown all we are, all we’ve ever been

Better cease to exist than endure like this

And set you free

You and all your kind

To be free in death if not in life

But the rest is secrets, silence now

If night has fallen, sleep well

The rest is silence, secrets now

If night has fallen, sleep well

Sleep well.

May the kings all drown in the blood of their conquests

And the flags all die at the tops of their poles

May the gluttons be impaled upon the ribs of the starving

And the priests all sell their souls

May the dreamers all awaken in a world that is empty

May the lovers betray and be betrayed

May the poets all choke on their own sweet lies

And all bow before their fates

May the seekers wander lost through the valleys and the deserts

And lay down to sleep upon stones

May the sick flourish and the healthy be afflicted

And may rats fight over the bones

May hate rule pitilessly over a world of the damned

Where the rivers cease to run

Let the sun set forever on this broken heartland

Let the kingdom come.

Bring me hearts

I’ll break them

Give me poisons

I’ll take them

If I could

If I could

Trade this ache

For indifference

All fucked up

With bitterness

All fucked up

All fucked up