Church in the Wildwood

I found that heaven was not
Of homes built by the Lord
Or angels tasked with watching
The sunset with you from above

It was in a bottle
And me laying down
In a puddle of blood
At the Church in the Valley
At the Wildwood

Rolled the die with iron in my hand
Read the leather-bound lists of God
Rolled the die with iron in my hand
Read the leather-bound lists of God

He crawled through the stained-glass windows
With a demon's dripping grin
My life's not worth this spinning head, he said
No life's worth living

To live forever is like
Cheating you in life
But that Church in the Valley
That's where I want to die

In that real
That real river of blood
At the Church in the Valley
At the Wildwood



Credits
Writer(s): Wild Dust
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