Babel

I want to go to heaven

So I build myself a tower

A lonely pillar on the plain

For no one else but me



I want to taste the clouds

Between my sharpened teeth

Find out if I'm a demon

Or a saint in disguise



I want to close the doors

Behind my bleeding back

And dance among the shadows

For future glory's lost



I want to be religious

To walk among the chosen

And wear the mark of cain

Feel safe without regrets



(The version with this last verse is on Sequencer:Beta)

I want a shining armour

To burn my hate and fury

Until nothing still remains

But pure thoughts of peaceful minds