Sweet

Half an hour before the fire dies low High above the trees, buzzards on the breeze, they know We done some things I'll contend with down the road If Hell ain't really real, how is it I feel this good? Let me stand where you once stood My sweet Satan, we were so close My sweet Satan, we were so close I thought we were together all along Crowds have gathered here, now the dust has cleared, you're gone I'm afraid of the dawn's halo Hiding in the night, scared of what the light might show Where's my place beside your throne? My sweet Satan, we were so close My sweet Satan, we were so close I know Did you know? Well I know