Текст песни Recoil — Strange hours

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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.
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.

He kept strange hours,
Locked himself away in his room
Before being seen shouting
At the window.
And, he had murdered his fiance —
He sacrificed her for the purity
Of all mankind.

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