Thrice - A Subtle Dagger lyrics
[Thrice - A Subtle Dagger lyrics]
It feigns at love betrays our trust
In what we've known since we were born
The truth we've found in all we see
Points to design still our chests swell
We'll never find
True answers from a wishing well
So feed us all another lie
To still our thoughts appease our pride
So we won't have
To change the way we see, we live, we love
We die
Our lusts precede our blasphemy
Our logic reads
Like notes from tainted autopsy
Our souls they speak of something more
But we can't look beyond ourselves
We implore empty skies because
Our hearts hold room for no one else
We extend our
Claws to grasp at shadows of the
Ideals we have
Lost causalities of a subtle dagger
Buried to the
Hilt in our hearts, blood on our hands