The Him

New Order · Movement-Collectors Edition [2008]

THE HIM



Some days you waste your life away

These times I find no words to say

A crime I once committed failed me

Too much of heaven's eyes I saw through

Only when meanings have no reason

They're taken beyond your sense of right



Small boy kneels humble in a great hall

He placed hands to the air above him

White circles, black lines surround me

Reborn, so plain my eyes see

This is the reason that I came here

To be so near to such a person



I'm so tired, I'm so tired