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As It Is In Heaven

from Hell With Honors by Huxley

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They're gonna rot in the ground, while we keep on moving
Little graves for the little braves, and little lives for the taking
Mortal cells and minds that fail, distracted by the promise of heaven and hell
Fragile bones in their fragile homes, so patient, blatant aching, waiting to die

How can you be this calm when everything wants you to end?
Mother Nature's got no conscience. Father Time isn't your friend
Tiny demons in your phospholipid bilayers plot out to seize
Your every bit of being, as for me

I'm diving in to the fountain of youth
Gonna hold my breath, gonna cheat my death, I won't die by the book
It turns me on a la Ponce de Leon
gonna touch myself in the holy waters everybody can look

Don't damn yourself to the dust, while we keep on burning
Come with us to the holy grail, cause lately its all for the taking

Don't fear the reaper, fear the blind
you can live forever if you open up your mind
death will come knocking at my door, but I ain't gonna be his little whore, anymore

I'm diving in to the fountain of youth
Gonna hold my breath, gonna cheat my death, I won't die by the book
It turns me on a la Ponce de Leon
Gonna touch myself in the holy waters everybody can look

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from Hell With Honors, released August 20, 2013

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