Bleak Theology A post-punk counterweight to joy.

We’re The Saints Who Don’t Want to Be Found

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The end’s not near
It’s here
Alleluia
Spread the cheer
And watch the millenarians
Throw a party for a thousand years

You won’t see the pious praying
They’ll be too busy flaying
All the martyrs with better ways
To stop the world decaying

If you call me I won’t be home
I’m hiding from the kingdom come
They can’t see everything on earth
With the satellites and the roving drones

This is why hell is underground
Like a reclaimed bad part of town
We don’t want to lose our souls
We’re the saints who don’t want to be found


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