This is Gospel
This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart [2x]
Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds
But they haven’t seen the best of us yet
If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
‘Cause these words are knives and often leave scars
The fear of falling apart ...