Heaven must be cold Heaven A place I never go Where honest arts Still pay Keep your halo tight until it chokes us But I would like to carry on On on on on Inside the safety of the lie The lie Have you nearly caved Hang on The glory of your farce Awaits Keep your halo tight until you choke us But I would like to carry on On on on on Loose grip Just cup a feel Too perfect Felt unreal Marketed without a heart Reaching to fall apart Pissing on the fire that might still ignite Choking on the smoke from our piss Practice in moderation Say it so eloquently Outside staring Outside staring So unreal So unreal Say it so eloquently