Let it be forever heard Enthrone thyself, O Archuman O how thou shineth in the realm above As planets rumble when thou descended upon this globe To walk this Earth like a shimmering god We lost our Eden to own the world Let it be forever know We lost our

Whoa, well I never meant to brag But I've gotten what I wanted now Whoa, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good 'Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would

You're the one who plays with fire in the night, You're the one who scares people with the scythe You're the one to tell Him to ever live by, You're the Lord to shaking all alone (You're alone!) Now you left me out to drop His sight: I wasn't ready for

Give him something to say. Something super fly, never play. All I hear is disgrace. Erase them all and reclaim my place. Yes, you feel it come, right now! You can feel it now or be stoned What the fuck?! I'm so dumb, therefore I can't relate. I'm so

My song of the end Take him back to Avalon Oh, I haven't been here for a while In blindness and decay The circle's been closed, now I've seen it all Listen crowd I'll tell you everything Though I have to say

Please send for me But I'm broken too, And spoken for Do not, tempt me He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay And where is the lamb, that gave you your name? He had to leave, though I begged him to stay That suits us well

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Losing him was blue like I'd never known Missing him was dark grey all alone Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met Loving him was red Burning red But loving him was red (Burning it was red) Loving him is like driving a new

They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the