Gomorrah

It's all here: saints and saviors A theater of war Lies and libations And sacrificial lambs Handsome harlots With purple hearts and tearstains It's all here: tree and serpent Eden, or what remains A mirror with a horror Behind a two-way glass And every time you look away A silhouette moves past This is Gomorrah Your reflection is alive This is Gomorrah Tell me how it makes you feel Does it feel real? It does to me Do you believe? You will, you will, you will, you will You will It's all here: no room for mystery Every history accounted for All in your palm All on the tip of your tongue And then you wish You wish you You wish you didn't know And all the vile shit you've seen It's all here And you know You know, you know, you know, you know This is Gomorrah Your reflection is alive This is Gomorrah And it's wearing your face tonight Does it feel real? It does to me Do you believe? You will, you will, you will, you will You will