Diablo Swing Orchestra - Malign Monologues lyrics
[Diablo Swing Orchestra - Malign Monologues lyrics]
White knuckles, grip so tight
My porcelain pride has shattered
In your hands
(Tall as a tree, you're looking down on me
I keep raising my gaze
All I see is more of you)
Past due to make this right
Come walk with me, it's time to make amends
(Tenderly you're bleeding down on me
Well, I will wipe my bloody
Brow and see this through)
Radiating three-mile-smile
I will watch you burn alive
Follow me into my theater of lunacy
A place where victors write the history
Where sweet atrocities are done
In my dreams you're nothing
But a distant memory
I had a sinful opportunity
They'll never know that you are gone
Flash my immoral might
The vice-like grip of white walls closing in
You squeeze me oh so tight
Your good example was your greatest sin
(In a long lost life there
Was no struggle or strife
A mental override left me acidified)
Herd my darlings, kill my sheep
Take my blade and hide it deep
Follow me into my theater of lunacy
A place where victors write the history
Where sweet atrocities are done
In my dreams you're nothing
But a distant memory
I had a sinful opportunity
They'll never know that you are gone
My porcelain pride has shattered
In your hands
(Tall as a tree, you're looking down on me
I keep raising my gaze
All I see is more of you)
Past due to make this right
Come walk with me, it's time to make amends
(Tenderly you're bleeding down on me
Well, I will wipe my bloody
Brow and see this through)
Radiating three-mile-smile
I will watch you burn alive
Follow me into my theater of lunacy
A place where victors write the history
Where sweet atrocities are done
In my dreams you're nothing
But a distant memory
I had a sinful opportunity
They'll never know that you are gone
Flash my immoral might
The vice-like grip of white walls closing in
You squeeze me oh so tight
Your good example was your greatest sin
(In a long lost life there
Was no struggle or strife
A mental override left me acidified)
Herd my darlings, kill my sheep
Take my blade and hide it deep
Follow me into my theater of lunacy
A place where victors write the history
Where sweet atrocities are done
In my dreams you're nothing
But a distant memory
I had a sinful opportunity
They'll never know that you are gone