The Him - New Order

Some days, you waste your life away

These times I find no words to say

A crime I once committed filled me

Too much of Heaven’s eyes I saw through

Only when meanings have no reason

They’re taken beyond your sense of right (and wrong)

Small boy kneels, wandering in a great hall

He pays penance to the air above him

White circles, black lines surround me

Reborn, so plain my eyes see

This is the reason that I came here

To be so near to such a person

I’m so tired

I’m so tired