"Fight Like Gods" lyrics - CHELSEA WOLFE

[Refrain:]
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy

What happens when the dream
Is better than the waking?
What happens when we don't
Dread our own body breaking?

From our bed, we can see the dark clouds
Start to seethe right above us
And my stare is hard
And my grip on the knife tightens

[Refrain:]
Holy, Holy

Lethe, the only one
From which we drink the water
Help us forget when we drink
And feel the strength of the moment

We were never meant to be
Such vessels of physical form
May our bodies come to know
The true fillings of the spirit of fire

[Refrain:]
Holy, Holy

[Bridge:]
Thy love, thy love, thy love, thy love
My love, my love, my love, my love
Thy love, thy love, thy love, thy love
My

You doubt and you're desperate
You wear both your cross and your hammer
Such beautiful dreams of violence
In them your tongue is made of silver

But we don't fight like animals
We fight like men
No, we don't fight like men
We fight like gods

[Refrain:]
Holy, Holy

[Outro:]
No, we don't fight like animals
We fight like men
No, we don't fight like men
We fight like gods