Morningstar

Far beyond horizons there's a master in martyr's disguise Pale as the Morningstar Strung to the sky Never mind the altars Or the crooks in their saintly attire All of us tinder-wood Bound for the fire Could you lay me down with my someone To carry the weight The damage I have done Release the hounds my lady Let 'em tear at the moon and the stars Torment the heavens And laugh at the sky Dry your tears my darling There's a pistol-whipped look in your eyes The captain was gentle He left you alive Could you lay me down with my someone To carry the weight The damage I have done Could you lay me down with my someone To carry the weight The damage I have done