Heaven And Endless

And the mausoleums perched so high above the city can be fun in the right amount of sun And a certain amount of technology has pricked your curiosity And a certain amount of persecution has curiously invaded your mind And I tried to be the hero but I screwed it all up in the end And now we're in the midst of this whole great global war When five o'clock in the afternoon is heaven and endless They won't come here for me I covered up everything so carefully They got exactly what they deserved All I get is this guilt I have sacrificed everything and now I am cursed by these iron wings But at least I am not alone While I watch the city burn below Something's familiar to me They don't have to know