Sword

Spreading your love from the tip of a sword

Echoing the reason that poisons you

Thinking you know what's good for us all

I wish I could reach out...

To silence you

But I'm a waste in your eyes.

You say you don't need me to save you tonight.

But I need to save you tonight.

I'm standing alone on the brink of a stone

Trying to humanise the enemy inside of you

We're cut from the same cloth but we are

Stained with the poison of pride

We're sucking the life from the whole of the world

Can't be confined or condemned to be

Reduced to a place that's a violent resolve

To the end they will try

And silence you.

'cause we're a waste in their eyes

The grace they describe

Won't save you tonight.

Spreading your love from the tip of a sword

Echoing your reason that poisons you

Of all your fear, love, anymore??

Let pride come before a fall

I wish you could see and leave for something more

Than the things I'm confined and condemned to be

They will know our needs and we won't be ignored

So that we may see some light

Don't let them silence you

'cause you're a waste in their eyes

There's a grace inside of you...

I need tonight...