Nosfell - The Hazards of Wishing Wells Lyrics

I dipped my fingers in the holy font
Made the sign of the cross
Tiptoed across the slate floor to the virgin statue
Her waxen face was looking up as I went down on my knees
She stood with bare feet crushing a serpent
I said you had your way with me but now I feel too lame to choose between the lifer and the Moon

Cnd the aisle turned into the spine of my freakiest nightmare
It gibbered and threw hissy fits at my face as her vixen's feet were slightly crushing my hand
Don't look up!
Or you'll be blinded by the light

Child you've been told to sell the saints for the dead the saints for the dead
The saints for the dead
Or you might be just a dead ringer for the dead
Will you be our guest

I pushed myself out on my bike to feel the warm kiss of the Sun
Chasing a herd of clouds across my teen twisted soul
When all this is over should I go back home ?
You said it's all about the details
But I've been told that's where the devil lays
I loved you then but I knew we had to drive far
Cause we'd rather know the worst than wonder why

When people leave, we are so mysterious
You left and said I want to see us through the worst
Drastically doomed and bewildered
Sadistic boom you triggered
Pussyfooting on shifting sands
Think we had enough practice now let's dive in and see who's under the spell!
Don't look up!
Or you'll be blinded by the light

That was your oath you sell the saints for the dead
The saints for the dead the saints for the dead
Or you might be just a dead ringer for the dead
Will you be our guest

I slipped inside your car
Crms stretched around my bones
Cnkles cold to the dream
Of a collapsing moon
I'll show a miracle to your eyes when I wake up tomorrow
But the colliding other pulled me out
Naked in your street

So I gave in and sold the saints for the dead
The saints for the dead my soul lies in their bed
Every dead ringer for a saint now is dead
Yes I gave in and sold the saints for the dead
The saints for the dead my soul lies in their bed
Every dead ringer for a saint now is dead
Cnd I am their guest