Mystic

There is a mystic in the mountain, high above the great salt lake Dancing in the heavens, far below his golden gates He's looking at our cars below, laughing at our rock and roll So I found a little woman, thought that I could change her name She had the colour of the city and the fire of the country flame So I hid my body down below, hoping that my skin wont show Mystic from the mountain, in the end what did you say wed find A promise from a pamphlet, a crucifixion on your highway sign But I sold you for a cigarette, does it make you want to love me less And if I dont believe. What does that mean? And when I die alone, who will eat my soul In the cave of God, while the angels watch Theres a manic scream, hallelujah Babe I know I lost you, moment you could finally see The part of me Id hidden, far below our leather seats If I could make you understand the empty that I tried fill Id crucify my body, leave the pieces at your mystics heels But I sold you for a cigarette I hope youd sell me off for less And if we dont agree What does that leave And when you die alone I will eat your soul In the cave of God While the angels watch Theres a manic scream hallelujah