Текст (слова) песни: Thrice - A Subtle Dagger

it infiltrates,
insidious,
it feigns at love,
betrays our trust
in what weve known,
since we were born.
the truth weve found in all we see

points to design,
still our chests swell,
well never find
true answers from a wishing well.

so feed us all
another lie,
to steal our thoughts,
appease our pride,
so we wont have
to change the way we see, we live, we love, we die,

our lust precedes
our blasphemy,
our logic reads
like notes from tainted autopsy.

our souls they speak of something more,
but we cant 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.
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A Subtle Dagger
A Torch To End All Torches
All That`s Left
As The Ruin Falls
Betrayal Is A Symptom
Better Days
Blood Clots And Black Holes
Cold Cash And Colder Hearts
Deadbolt
Freedom
Genie In a Bottle (Live Cover)
Hoods On Peregrine
Identity Crisis
In Years To Come
In Your Hands
I`ve Just Seen A Face (cover) (corrected
Kill Me Quickly
Lockdown
Lockstep
Madman
Opaque
Paper Tigers
Phoenix Ignition
Second Sight
See You In The Shallows
Silhouette
So Strange I Remember You
Stare At The Sun
T & C
The Abolition Of Man
The Alcohol Diary
The Artist In The Ambulance
The Beltsville Crucible
The Melting Point Of Wax
The Red Death
To Awake And Avenge The Dead
To What End
Trust
Ultra Blue
Under A Killing Moon
Under Par
Unquestioned Answers
Where Idols Once Stood