Those Poor Bastards
God’s Dark Heaven
Guided by something
I cannot describe
Foggy dark presence
Been choking my mind
The strings hanging down
From heaven above
Poking like pitchforks
In a pure white dove
Through God's dark heaven
Go I, go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Everything's blurry
A cold heavy wind
Swoops and confuses
What we all had been
Monstrosities circle
The Gospel floats closer
A story I know
So terribly well
Through God's dark heaven
Go I, go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
The hunt it is over
The Lord he won't answer
The walls run with blood
Oh this house is a cancer
And in this abyss
I've lost all control
Is this path to glory?
It's so hard to tell
Through God's dark heaven
Go I, go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Through God's dark heaven go I
Through God's dark heaven go I