This Night In The City Forever

The Cult · Choice Of Weapon [2012]

All my friends are drunk

Innocence aflame

Will I see them again



I dream of dreams to come

And temples built with love

A ronin not a slave



These city lights of fame

Call to me again

Like diamonds in the rain



Where prophets tag their name

Her rivers filled with shame

Few faces stay the same



Time will never end

Lords of truth ascend

My scars I'll show again



My fireworks ignite

The spirit now takes flight

And how the glory came



I don't mess around

Throw your weapon to the ground

My witches gather round

They laugh but make no sound



I am running in the black light

My skull in flame in the night

Pull out your knife

Pull out your knife

We can make it right



Black skull in flame

Power and the glory

The glory and the power

We can make it right