Bless This Mess
Juan Alban, Epicure (Pop)
Leave me to swallow down your sentimental vallium whole
Leave me to die on your sentimental battlefield alone
Let the ocean rise up and swallow me whole
Let the hurricane rise up and scatter my bones
God bless this mess and those who rest
Beneath its rising flames
God hold those souls who sleep alone
And cry
And cry
Leave me to swallow down your sentimental vallium whole
Leave me to die on your sentimental battlefield alone
Let the firewall rise up and consume my soul
Let the ashes my scattered over glaciers unknown
God bless this mess and those who rest
Beneath its rising flames
God hold those souls who sleep alone
And cry
And cry