The Saint Lyrics


Say your name before God

May he remember it?

Surrender your name

Surrender your body

Surrender your soul.

The present is empty and futile

Let's lock it frozen exile

Take my wings and leave me out in the cold

I'll become a madman without a soul

Take me down, let me lie

Next to you on the ground

Let me feel the wind

Let me feel your skin

I like the way you are

Like a sculpture that sometimes radiates

Now silent, now set alright by the sun's rays

You can't run away from the pain of the past

Both in you and me they ever last