Strange Hours - Recoil

I’m gonna walk on up to heaven

I’m sure you’ll see me there

Might be the last dead man to make it

Hell yes, I know that I’ll get there

There I will be wearing clothes of fire

But I’m sure you’ll see me there

I’m gonna crawl on up to heaven

I may be trailing you in ashes

But you know that I’ll be there

I will find you there

I will find you there

He kept strange hours

Locked himself away in his room

Before being seen shouting at the window

And, he had murdered his fiancee

He sacrificed her for the purity of all mankind

I’ll be waiting for you there