"Let Me Bathe In Demonic Light" lyrics

"Let Me Bathe In Demonic Light"

Down at the end of a bombed-out street
The shell of a house where my friends and me used to meet
Someday the old flesh will give way to the new
Find a functioning mirror inside and slip right through

And there, there I will be
And who, who's coming with me?
To show me my one true face
When I arrive at my preordained place

Chain of command maybe 10 years long
I emerge in Manhattan, still young and strong
Someday the hellhound will pick up the scent on the trail
Zero in on my penthouse and then pierce the veil

And there, there I will be
And who, who's coming with me?
To show me my one true face
When I arrive at my preordained place

Hopeless but free
Lit up like a marquee shining over the freeway
Where does the long trail end?
Here, here with my new friend

Fruits of the spirit heavy on the vine
Undying hunger deep in the bloodline
Dodge the hook like a steel head
Swim right through the night
Break the surface and rise like a geyser
When my time is right

And there, there I'll be
And who, who among you, who's coming with me?
To show me my one true face
When I arrive at my preordained place

When I arrive, yeah
When I arrive
When I arrive


Writer(s): John Darnielle
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