Closure In Moscow - The Impeccable Beats

Buying into the “omens”
Deny the Christ that’s in my soul
Don’t you know, there were years when
Never saw the light of day no no no
Meat was rotting off my bones

While I pray the void of time is pissed away
I just want you to know

Hope’s gone, hope’s gone
I keep running like hope’s gone
Hope’s gone, hope’s gone
I keep running like hope’s gone
Hope’s gone, hope’s gone
I keep running like hope’s gone
Split in two so I just keep on running, running, running, running

Succumbing to the demons
Acid rainclouds drip on my soul
Don’t you know, I divorced the bliss to marry into this house of scorn
And it’s starting to feel like a home

We’ll tear ourselves apart
As if hope was gone
When holy hounds come howlin’
You could face them but it won’t be long
Until you realize your vileness fits like a glove
So wear it proud and we’ll just keep on running, running, running, running

Cruel hearts bestow temptation