Clann Zu Words For Snow Lyrics

So many call here on their way down below & I'll be here
burning till the end of time. Thoughts of the falling
burn from the ceiling to wall & I'll be here waiting till
the end of time. And nothing here is safe & nothing here
is sacred & the thing you care for most will crawl away
wounded as you tell it you love it, into the dark
recesses & hollowed out corners of nothing. And the last
touch is always the hardest & the last touch is always
the same & the last look is the one that will kill ya &
the last touch is the one that will drive you insane. And
as the night fell & the gutters swelled with the roar of the pissing city & the falling balling & crawling below
he sat shaking uncontrollably by the window looking over
the pestilent street. And he sat & he prayed & he prayed
& he sat & he prayed to St. Augustus, St Brigid, Padre
Pio, patron saint of all sinners, patron saint of all
fools, patron saint of every f*cking dying crawling thing
beneath him, shouting out the names of the dead &
forgotten. And he cried out for Christ's sake help me!
For Christ's sake get me out of here! God of all sick
things get me the f*ck out of here! Release me!