Divine - Antony & The Johnsons

Goodbye, baby

Baby, goodbye

Divine, oh Divine

Falling like a picture of time

Oh, he was the Mother of America

He was my self-determined guru

Myself, I hold your big fat heart in my hands

Well I hold your bleeding heart in my hands

A supernova

A flame on fire

Shining in the darkness

Did someone mention a rapture?

Well I turn to think of you

Who walked the way with so much pain?

Who holds the mirror up to fools?

And I’ll murder the ingrates

Who stand in our way

And I’ll swallow shit, laughing

On my bed of hay

And I hold your burning heart in my hands

And I hold your burning heart in my hands

A supernova

A flame on fire

Shining in the darkness

Divine

Divine

A supernova

A flame on fire

Shining in the darkness