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