Strange Hours

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