The gospel distorted
It leaves my blood
running cold
but still they say
I'm rigging the ritual
I never said that
I was giving blood
for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like
a devil in disguise
They shot a hole
in the parachute
'cause I'd rather
feel alive
It's so convoluted
They're just trepanning
for gold
May they rest in peace
'cause they're
fucking dead to me
Well there's your eulogy
The water's polluted
My feathers caught
in the spill
Nobody said
that it would be
safe up here
I never said that
I was giving blood
for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like
a devil in disguise
They shot a hole
in the parachute
'cause I'd rather
feel alive
Your salvation's
a let down
Ooh
Oh I'm sorry that
I'd rather feel
I'd rather feel alive
It leaves a mark
on the mind
It weaves a web
in the background
Silently
No time to spare
No sign of the exit wound
God help me
There's no drying off
once you're soaked
right down to the bone
Hopefully
somebody thinks of me
in the aftermath
Woe is me
It leaves a mark
on the mind
It weaves a web
in the background
Silently
No time to spare
No sign of the exit wound
God help me
There's no drying off
once you're soaked
right down to the bone
Hopefully
somebody thinks of me
in the aftermath
Woe is me
Woe is me
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
I never said that
I was giving blood
for the unbelievers
Bleeding out like
a devil in disguise
They shot a hole
in the parachute
'cause I'd rather
feel alive
Your salvation's
a let down
Ooh
Oh I'm sorry that
I'd rather feel
rather feel alive