Peter Ogden

Images Of Heaven

Nothing is sacred
So, give me your soul
Nothing is wasted
On someone like you
Somebody killed me
And tore out my heart, my love
Somebody killed me
Because of you
And there's nothing I can do
The media made you
There's nothing I can do
'cause you don't exist
you don't exist
Just images of heaven
that take me to hell
Images of heaven
Of something to sell
Images of heaven
Images of heaven
Something posessed me
An image of you, my love
Video visions
That play on my mind
Nobody blessed me
With power to reach, my love
When you're an illusion
You can still be divine
And nobody believes
In this new religion
Yeah nobody believes
'cause nobody sees
nobody sees
Images of heaven
Take me to hell
Images of heaven
of something to sell
Images of heaven
Images of heaven
Images of heaven
Images of heaven
And there's nothing I can do
The camera made you
There's nothing I can do
'cause you don't exist
You don't exist
Just images of heaven
that take me to hell
Images of heaven
Of something to sell
Images of heaven