Pulpit Songtext
von The Flatliners

Break the bone, tear the flesh of your influence
A true human disease
There′s blood now in the sink, it's a crime scene
But I′m stuck shootin' the breeze
Tell me what I'm missin′

Focus now on your breath, the imposter left
Before your eyes is a dream
I could swear we′re awake, I think I know this place
But it's hangin′ on by its final seams
How revealing
Come clean to waste my time


Pulpit in the rubble
The torture and the trouble
There's beauty in the way we have decayed
Peel the power struggle
Back to nerve, another time
Another day, another place

Shed the skin, that disguise, both your dying eyes
And walk free in the sun
Nothing left here to burn that can hold you back
Your pain forever in memoriam
Hallelujah
Picked clean, but take my time

Pulpit in the rubble
The torture and the trouble
There′s beauty in the way we have decayed
Peel the power struggle
Back to nerve, another time
Another day, another place
As the body breaks down, it obeys