Suicide and Other Comforts Lyrics

I pace alone in a place for
the dead overcome by woe,
and here I've grown so fond
of dread that I swear it's Heaven.

Oh sweet Mary
dressed in grief,
roll back the stone.

With these words scrawled in a severed hand
tears fall like shards of glass that band
in rivers, like sinners swept with me
to join the damned

A darkened sky!
The day that laughter died
fell swiftly into night,
and stayed within her sight.

Staring at the knife!
Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice
my life to have Her with me.

So farewell to distant thunder,
those inept stars I've worshipped under.
Fall farther, their Father lies in
wait in flames below.

Whilst my love, a blood red flower,
calls to me from verdant bowers.
Graveside, I cry please save me
from this Hell I know.

A darkened sky!
The day that laughter died
fell swiftly into night,
and stayed within her sight.

Staring at the knife!
Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice
my life to have Her with me.

An eye for an eye as espied in the bible,
my faith is lost to the burning of idols.
One less cross to press upon the survival
of this lorded agony.

And I, much as I have tried
to bury her from mind, Fate's
tourniquet was tied when she died.

Still sense her presence so divine,
lithe arms about my throat like
pining swans entwined, footfalls
at nightfall close to mine.

Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release!

I snatch her whisper like the wind through cedars,
see her face in every natural feature.
Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever
with glee deceiving me.

Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release!

I hear her voice from where the grave defies her,
siren song to sing along, no finer.
Suicide notes harmonised in a minor,
strike a chord with misery.

No light nor reef,
no unsinkable of romance keeps me
safely from the stormy seas.

Now drowning, resounding
Death-knells pound my dreams.
Unthinkable to dredge through this
listless and lonely winter frieze.

A darken sky!
This day hereafter dies,
falls swiftly into night,
and stays within my sight.

Staring at the knife!
Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice
my life to have her with me!

No more a victim of a crusade
where souls are strung from a moral palisade,
I slit my wrists and quickly slip away.

I journey now on jewelled sands
beneath a moon to Summerlands,
to grace Her lips with contraband.
The blaze once in my veins!