Enter the Idol Songtext
von Saviour Machine
Enter the Idol Songtext
See the fire burn inside my eyes
See the liar turn inside my soul
Enter the idle, enter the idle
Let me show you casualties unknown
Let me take your hands to dreams untold
Enter the idle, enter the idle
I′ve nothing to give, I've nothing to take
I′ve no one to run to, I've no one to save
I've no one to strengthen, I′ve no one to please
I′d rather die standing than live on my knees
I refuse to believe I'm condemned to deceive
You will see for the truth is embodied in me
Enter the horror, enter the saint
Enter the idle, enter the idle, enter the idle
The barrel surrounding, resurgence of doubt
The alienation, it stranded about
The union of silence has sickened the name
A garden of verses will take me away
Take me away, take me away
In circles of wisdom, distortion of rage
In grace and in bondage my world is a stage
My instinct′s insane, my obsession's ordained
My power′s increasing, it self-righteous hate
Every wolf suffers fleas, every prophet's diseased
Every layton convicted will fall to his knees
Enter the horror, enter the saint
Enter the idle, enter the idle, enter the idle, enter the idle
See the liar turn inside my soul
Enter the idle, enter the idle
Let me show you casualties unknown
Let me take your hands to dreams untold
Enter the idle, enter the idle
I′ve nothing to give, I've nothing to take
I′ve no one to run to, I've no one to save
I've no one to strengthen, I′ve no one to please
I′d rather die standing than live on my knees
I refuse to believe I'm condemned to deceive
You will see for the truth is embodied in me
Enter the horror, enter the saint
Enter the idle, enter the idle, enter the idle
The barrel surrounding, resurgence of doubt
The alienation, it stranded about
The union of silence has sickened the name
A garden of verses will take me away
Take me away, take me away
In circles of wisdom, distortion of rage
In grace and in bondage my world is a stage
My instinct′s insane, my obsession's ordained
My power′s increasing, it self-righteous hate
Every wolf suffers fleas, every prophet's diseased
Every layton convicted will fall to his knees
Enter the horror, enter the saint
Enter the idle, enter the idle, enter the idle, enter the idle
Writer(s): Charles Cooper, Nathan Van Hala, Eric Clayton, Carl Johan Grimmark, Thomas Weinesjo, Saviour Machine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

