Last Rites के बोल

A page of your bible placed in my hand Wandering through this maze ahead Marching into a forest fire I wish I were with you instead Can I be your savior? I'll be your favorite saint I picture you in marvelous garb Your execution changed my head Locked and confused in a permanent haze I wish I were with you instead Can I be your savior? I'll be your favorite saint Can I be your savior? I'll be your saint For how long? For how long? Another day hunting you down in the rain Another day chained in your forest again and again Can I be your savior? I'll be your favorite saint Can I be your savior? I'll be your saint For how long? For how long?