Holy roller sits in the garden we fled Blood into wine take my body instead Holy roller sits in the garden we fled Blood into wine take my body instead Holy Roller
Stand to the left of me in paradise Holy ghost's will
Born of blood in Seraphim To grip the Nazarene crown of God You wear it thin to come and rapture me
Holy roller sits in the garden we fled Blood into wine take my body instead Holy roller sits in the garden we fled Blood into wine take my body instead
Stand to the left of me in paradise Holy ghosts will Fade into oblivion Like a blade (like a blade) Falling slowly Curse the holy down
And when I die, you won't pray for me That's when I learn to cut my ties And when I die, you won't pray for me That's when I learn to cut my ties
hijiri o kudaite sukui Tamae warera kiyome michibiki Tamae
Stand to the left of me in paradise Holy ghost's will Fade into oblivion like a blade Falling slowly down