Heaven Of High
Tiamat Lyrics


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While the rest of you are sleeping safe and sound
I'm on the run I'm on the wing
Climb the selling when the walls are falling apart
I'm the one to blame for everything

A substitute for God, a sacred muse
The hell with it, it's just a lame excuse
Everything I ever used I have abused

All I live for is my heaven of high
I'll be there when the sun goes down

Withered Jimsonweed a night on bad speed
This purple haze works in mysterious ways




Wait another day to wash my sins away
In another time, in another place

Overall Meaning

The song "Heaven of High" by Tiamat is a dark and introspective reflection on the singer's personal struggles and vices. In the first verse, he sets himself apart from others who are able to sleep soundly, suggesting that he is plagued by restlessness and anxiety. He admits that he is "on the run" and "on the wing," perhaps suggesting that he is escaping something or chasing after a dream. The next line, "climb the selling when the walls are falling apart," could be interpreted as a metaphor for persevering through a difficult situation even when he feels trapped. Ultimately, the singer takes responsibility for his own problems, singing that he is "the one to blame for everything."


The second verse continues this theme of personal responsibility, with the singer admitting that he has used everything he has ever had to his own detriment. The lyric "a substitute for God, a sacred muse" could be read as an acknowledgment that he has misplaced his faith or turned to the wrong sources of inspiration. The chorus, however, suggests that despite his struggles and vices, the singer has a personal source of solace: his "heaven of high." This could be interpreted as his addiction, his dreams, or perhaps a more literal interpretation of heaven.


Overall, "Heaven of High" is a complex and nuanced song that touches on themes of personal responsibility, addiction, and the human desire for escape.


Line by Line Meaning

While the rest of you are sleeping safe and sound
While others feel secure in their slumber


I'm on the run I'm on the wing
I am escaping at full speed


Climb the selling when the walls are falling apart
Scaling the ceiling as the walls crumble


I'm the one to blame for everything
I am at fault for all that's happening


A substitute for God, a sacred muse
A replacement for the divine, a cherished inspiration


The hell with it, it's just a lame excuse
Disregard for it, as it's a weak justification


Everything I ever used I have abused
I have mistreated all that came into my possession


All I live for is my heaven of high
My sole purpose is to achieve my ideal paradise


I'll be there when the sun goes down
I shall arrive when the sun sets


Withered Jimsonweed a night on bad speed
Decayed jimsonweed after a night of poor stimulants


This purple haze works in mysterious ways
The inexplicable effects of this violet mist


Wait another day to wash my sins away
Delaying a day for absolution from wrongdoing


In another time, in another place
At a different era, at a different location




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