Recoil New York Nights
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.
