Heaven Is a Black Hole - Direct Hit!

How could we sleep when we know that it’s ending?

We’re awake 'cause there’s no point in pretending

There’s a man with a beard waiting for us

Dressed in white with his angels in a chorus

How could we sleep when we’ve made you a promise

We’d be together?

No we’re not at all dishonest

So take our hands, come along to the black hole

And take a ride.

Let’s go!

How could we sleep knowing well that his judgment

Never errs on the side of the conflict?

You’ve gotta know that his mind’s all but made up

So we escaped and now

I can tell you’re nervous, don’t be, everything will be fine

Compelled to stay behind?

I wish we could honey, but

How could we sleep when the story isn’t over?

Whether or not there’s a field full of clover

We could run through in infinite elation

We’d always know that we missed the termination

How could we sleep having left you behind?

Well

Aren’t you glad that we came back to dispel

All the rumors waiting for you on your death bed?

And let you know the naked truth about them instead?

I can tell you’re nervous, don’t be, everything will be fine

Compelled to stay behind?

I wish we could honey, but

Why dispel the notion that the singularity’s

Shine is all illusion?

Maybe that’s what heaven is

Nevermind, fuck your position, come on, why won’t you just listen?

Cause I’m guaranteeing there’s no hope at all!

Close your eyes and lose your consciousness;

but no need to abandon it

Just step into the darkness, lean and fall

Crushed into oblivion, your sense of time collapsing in

Will feel like never-ending, wait and see

I’m screaming so you’ll listen!

I’ll say again, fuck your position!

What do I have to say to make you believe me?

Oh fuck!

I can tell you’re nervous, don’t be, everything will be fine

Compelled to stay behind?

I wish we could honey, but

Why dispel the notion that the singularity’s

Shine is all illusion?

Maybe that’s what heaven is…

Heads were hung and tears were shed

Facing all but certain death

But some of us decided our last breath

Wouldn’t exit as a gasp