was along a dark december
from the rofftops i remember
there was snow
white snow
clearly i remember
from the windows they were watching
while we froze down below
when the future's architectured
by a carnival of idiots on snow
you'd better lie low
if you love me
won't you let me know?
was a long and dark december
when the banks became cathedrals
and the fox
became god
priests clutched onto bibles
hollowed out to fit their rifles
and the cross was held aloft
bury me in armour
when i'm dead and hit the ground
a love back home unfolds
if you love me
won't you let me know?
i don't want to be a soldier
that the captain of some sinking ship
would stow, far below
so if you love me
why'd you let me go?
i took my love down to violet hill
there was sat in snow
all that time she was silent hill
so if you love me
won't you let me know?
if you love me
won't you let me know?
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