Siouxsie and the Banshees - Icon

My eyes went up to Heaven
You didn't say I'd be blind without them
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Thine eyes rain down from Heaven
You always said I'd be blind without them
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Those words hang like vicious spittle
Dribbling from that tongue
Close your eyes to your lies
Force feed more pious meat
Those nebulous codes and disciplines
Stick in that new born throat
Instill a lie, an artificial eye
To view a perfect land

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Can I stick skewers in my skin
And whirl a dervish spin?
Can I set myself on fire
To prove some kind of desire?

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The guilt is golden, the guilt is golden
The ageless lies, the shuttered eyes
It's the nightpiece, it's the Icon

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The guilt is golden, the guilt is golden
Golden, golden
Golden, golden
Ooh, ooh, ooh