New York Nights Lyrics

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.