Hangman’s Chair
A Fix For A Lovely Nod
All my heroes in a wreck
Let the dead blow down my neck
Into my veins I will let it flow
Eyes closes, pulse is fucking low
I see the great skull in a fix
On denial I call dibs
I take you in
To this place
Where I stand alone
In my darkest hours
I'm just trying to carry on
Drop by drop
Like tears of sorrow
A pagan dream
Just a lovely nod
I see the great skull in a fix
My denial blown to bits
I take you in
To this place
Where I stand alone
In my darkest hours
I'm just trying to carry on
I take you in
To this place
Where I stand
Alone in my darkest hours
I'm just trying to carry on
I'm just trying
To carry on
I'm just trying
To carry on
Just a puppet in the hands of god
A pagan dream, just a lovely nod