Babel

I want to go to heaven
So I build myself a tower
A lonely pillar on the plain
For no one else but me
I want to taste the clouds
Between my sharpened teeth
Find out if I’m a demon
Or a saint in disguise
I want to close the doors
Behind my bleeding back
And dance among the shadows
For future glory’s lost
I want to be religious
To walk among the chosen
And wear the mark of cain
Feel safe without regrets
(The version with this last verse is on Sequencer: Beta)
I want a shining armour
To burn my hate and fury
Until nothing still remains
But pure thoughts of peaceful minds