Midnight in the holy city

Playground for restless souls

Graveyards for the sons of ft. sumpter

And the ghostly daughters

Wait for their boys to come home



Moonlight in the holy city

So thick it warms the air

Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame

Like a hug from your mama saying it will be ok



Spilt my blood, in the holy city

Seen the flood of a thousand rains

I ran away from the holy city

Heard the spirits in the steeple singing

You'll be back again