If I could build a church to you
I’d take up the cross
If I could make you Immortal
I’d be the first
if not the last
This love
is blindly bright
Will we make it through the night?
Unto these
Burnt offerings
Make them dance
Make them sing
Unto these
Burnt offerings
Make them dance
Shining like a star and
Glowing from afar and
Coming forth by day
Dying like a moment
Filled with all
the omens
that we glean
If I could be your saint
I’d take you Down to hell
If I could rebuild Rome
I’d let you Watch it burn
This life is breaking down
Will we make it to the dawn?