Hanging on the Glass Crucifix
Long as this mad dreams gone one
Over a half a score, 300 dark songs
Imagine never waking up and never going to sleep
Living in between is such a bludgeoning sweet thing
So I let the stabbing perpetuate the darling myth
That waking dreams’ are not walking towards a hanging cliff
No longer deliverable to the arms of He on high
Blistering on that cross it gets so hot and then you die

I want to be awoken
I’ve heard that voice
It has spoken
The real me, so long forgotten
Has emerged from the Big Empty Below

How long, how long have I lived in silence?
An avoidance of all pain and all sorrow
When horror is a daily occurrence
That I masked with an antidote for today and tomorrow
How long did I stand mute and deaf?
Strewn about miles of land
So bereft of any resemblance to the past
Despite the tall, looming shadow the Glass Crucifix cast yeah

I want to be awoken
I’ve heard that voice
It has spoken
The real me, so long forgotten
Has emerged from the Big Empty Below


Lyrics submitted by davidbeauy, edited by Mellow_Harsher

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