Need time to process what I see, seven days surrounding me. Behind a sheet of gold I breathe, but no one hears me. Shaking hands with the stars until my knuckles break, every star I see a saint, there’s only so much soul these eyes can take. It’s so strange to feel so free, but it’s the silence that’s killing me. All I am is all I see, but it’s the silence that’s killing me. Give me some oxegen. Now I finally have felt this, can I freewheel and subsist? No-one’s thought but my own. And all the baggage that I have left behind me, all the words that meant something to me. Is that what I want, now I’m finally alone? It’s so strange to feel so free, but it’s the silence that’s killing me. All I am is all I see, but it’s the silence that’s killing me. Give me some oxegen. And I could be wrong, but I can hardly breath. So fill these lungs with love, because this is where I want to be.
Track Name: Ziggurat
What can I say, does trouble keep an eye on me? I dig for guilt in every hole, something to shake this peace. How long will it be until I find something that sticks and I can stand it? I’ll keep climbing, until I have to crawl. In search of the satisfaction that evades us all. Ascend the Ziggurat, another holy mound for me to stand atop. Poor soul, he’s got to quench his thirst - to grab hold of whatever hand comes first. I’ll keep climbing, until I have to crawl. In search of the satisfaction that evades us all. Satisfaction, show me the light.
Track Name: High on Heaven
Don’t try to skip the line, just to get closer to your man. You’ve got to walk barefoot on the coals all your life, just to see the end. There’s a man in the tower, with a rifle in his hand. There’s a dog at the gate, foaming at the mouth, with a master to defend. So hurt yourself in his name, like nothing you have felt before. And once you’ve tasted his pain, like a drug, you’ll keep coming back for more. Many times you’ve been on your knees, begging forgiveness for your sins. But if you don’t put to death the deeds of the body, you will never truly live. Can you see the light? It shines on everyone. I’ll keep climbing, because a pilgrims work is never done. High on heaven. Nothing but sand for miles, silence is deafening. Still you can’t help but smile - you know you like it. A benediction that you just can’t resist. You need the feeling, the crack of the whip. Inside you’re just like me - you need the agony. Can you see the light? It shines on everyone. I’ll keep climbing, because a pilgrims work is never done. So dig the ecstasy, love every thorn, let it bleed. Huff holy fumes, till you can hardly see. And every saint that you think you meet, will carry you homeward bound safely.