Coldplay Violent hill

Was a long and dark December From the rooftops, I remember There was snow, white snow Clearly I remember From the windows, they were watching While we froze down below When the future s architectured By a carnival of idiots on show You d better lie low If you love me, won t you let me know Was a long and dark December When the banks became cathedrals And the frost became God Priests clutched onto Bibles Hollowed out to fit their rifles And the cross was held aloft Bury me in armour When I m dead and