Holy Hell - Architects

Maybe we’ll never learn?

The fire at the gates is our saving grace

Remember we were born to burn

There is a holy hell where we can save ourselves

There is a holy hell where we can save ourselves

We will be cast out of paradise

It’s a long ascent out of the black

But we all have to sacrifice, hang the iconoclast

And kiss the feet of the amnesiac

'Cause the moment is dead when I’m lost in the past

Maybe we’ll never learn?

The fire at the gates is our saving grace

Remember we were born to burn

There is a holy hell where we can save ourselves

But now the rivers are running red

And the skies have been set ablaze

I’ve been fearing the worst again

Heavenly terrorist, have you been mourning over yesterday?

Don’t forget to breathe when the knife begins to twist

Fuck this self-pity, it’s not that hard to see

We get one chance, these wounds will set me free

There’s poison on the key, it brings you to your knees

But even the mountains erode in the rain

A single spark can start a forest fire

Light one match and burn down the empire

There’s gold buried in the blue, oh

There’s gold buried in the blue

Holy Hell, I’ve got nothing left to lose

And I can tell there’s gold buried in the blue

Maybe we’ll never learn?

The fire at the gates is our saving grace

Remember we were born to burn

There is a holy hell where we can save ourselves

Holy Hell, I’ve got nothing left to lose

And I can tell there’s gold buried in the blue

But even the mountains erode in the rain

A single spark can start a forest fire

Light one match and burn down the empire

There’s gold buried in the blue

There’s gold buried in the blue