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Haunted Heavens

from Patience, Child by Injecting Strangers

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lyrics

"And now, dear listener, is the part of the story where you scurry out of your earthly form. To an eternity of slumber, you say? Hehe, I’m afraid not. Hark! Can you hear them? Trumpets of war! Off in the distance, an inscription on that pyramid – can you read it? “Here be where all souls go but never find what they wanted, and so abandon all hope for heaven is haunted."

Slippin’ into this waterbed
With a sack of pirhannas and a thing I just met
It says, “What we gonna do about this thing called fame?”
As I’m paddlin’ then drownin’ right there in the frame.
Long bottlenecks with round cork heads,
Stacked to the ceiling of this old tool shed.
Tryin’ some scryin’ in an oil bowl
And what we gonna find, we don’t wanna know.

Haunted heavens,
Like it or not, you’ll fight the good fight.
Haunted heavens,
‘cause when you die, you’re due for wartime.

I wake up in prison, I wake up fighting in hell.
I’m always at war until I’m back in jail.
I wake up in dead space, I’m slippin’ too deep –
This ain’t religion, it’s just pickin’ out soldiers like sheep.

"Face-to-face, we finally meet, (Santa Muerte…)
I see thousands of you, but you see none of me.
Come this way, just close your eyes and see – (…don’t act like you know me.)
Well open your mouth and drink death’s water free."

(Oooh wah – haunted heavens!)

Haunted heavens,
Like it or not, you’ll fight the good fight.
Haunted heavens,
‘cause when you die, you’re due for wartime.
Oh in heaven,
Gonna ascend, descend then wreak destruction.
Don’t you even make believe that you don’t believe it.

"You’re not listening! You are WORMS! Disgusting in your filth! Just a SECOND death you dare think you deserve?! Your deaths will be innumerable – strung through the billions of trillions of galaxies in these vast cosmos! You will fight, and of this battle you will never – ever – find REST!"

Santa Muerte, don’t act like you know me.

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from Patience, Child, released October 31, 2015

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