Hell Is To Live With Your Sins

There's a cricket in the woodwork
of my bed its telling lies
Alps set fires in the garden
dancing 'round the burning ply
I can hear sardonic laughter
whistling through the shaking pines
Long forgotten memories
turn vivid in my restless mind
And thats why I go through every night with sleepless eyes

Hell is to live with your sins
Hell is to live with your sins
Hell is to live with your sins
Hell is to live with your sins

An incubus is stabbing
all the sheep I try to count
The past waits in the future
to turn my head around
I was told not to disturb
what's on burial ground
But my eyelids knock on coffins
when midnight is about
And all awkward things I did
echo in their sound

Hell is to live with your sins
Hell is to live with your sins
Hell is to live with your sins
Hell is to live with your sins



Credits
Writer(s): Reverend Tearjerker
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