Sacrilege Lyrics - Singles - Abney Park

I heard in the dark, 

a soft pair o' arms 

under the leaves, 

naked shoulders 

Under the moss, 

skinny sides. 

Don't wake from your sleep. 

Unaware of the common men 

who would judge what they didn't understand 

Sacrilege, and they keep on dancing. 

heretic, they spin round and round. 

Blasphemy, circle round the fire 

Don't wake from your sleep.. 

Tossing their heads, 

eyes of fire. 

Leaving their beds, 

of leaves and briar. 

Singing their spells, 

to heathen gods. 

Don't wake from your sleep. 

(Unaware of the common men 

who would judge what they didn't understand) 

Sacrilege, and they keep on dancing. 

heretic, they spin round and round. 

Blasphemy, circle 'round the fire 

Don't wake from your sleep. 

I heard in the dark (Sacrilege) 

a soft pair o' arms (and they keep on dancing.) 

under the leaves, 

naked shoulders (heretic and they spin round and round.) 

Under the moss, 

skinny sides. 

Don't wake from your sleep 

I heard in the dark (Sacrilege) 

a soft pair o' arms (and they keep on dancing.) 

under the leaves, 

naked shoulders (heretic and they spin round and round.) 

Under the moss, 

skinny sides. 

Don't wake from your sleep