Racing back to our sacred world
Taking drinks with the wasted moon
so we can dance across the blistered soil
We thought we were running back to the night were we belong
But darling, I'm still waiting on the sun
I needed to tell you before I forget
If I live forever you know I'll be wasting my breath
our time, and everything we worked for
Chasing the sunrise to greet our old friends
means turning our backs here never to return
Wash our names from our skin
We will defy him betray his good name
and he will discover but he understands
The holier waters wholly change us back to what we were before the night
She's so violent to our skin, burning every inch
so I'm going back where the angels dance on the razor's edge
That's why we're racing back to our sacred world
Taking drinks with the wasted moon
so we can dance across the blistered soil
we thought we were running back to the night were we belong
But darling, I'm still waiting on the sun
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