From the album In The Dark
Your felt a knife in your soul.
To pass the test and stay whole,
when it all comes undone.
Infectious words carry through.
Your message will be sold.
The highest bidder turned to you,
as you're standing there alone.
And I will hope your day will come, and find that I am told,
that you have crossed the line again and your thoughts have been exposed.
When all the world's on its knees,
just like the fate of gods.
They'll need something to believe,
and they'll take the word of frauds.
And all the kings at your door.
They're waiting for your hand.
Will you kneel down on the floor?
Defer to their command.