Speak to me in a language only lovers can understand. Dance with me in a rhythm only lovers can comprehend. One fist gripping defiance, other cradling the sacred inside of our hands 1 Pariah. Its the pain of becoming 2 confronting what stirs within. I wanted to show you apocalypse 3 so you could see just how this ends as it begins. No place to rest your head 4, no respite for an anathema. Banished for the sin of honesty from the citadel of little hidden hells. 5 Pyroglyphic I saw Your face inside the fire. Monolithic A dominance that dictates desire. 6 Ultimatum Dual damnations dichotomize me. Suffocation Crushed beneath holy hypocrisy. This isnt love. This is escape. Exiled into the night, left to navigate a world that negates our needs The Visible Unseen. 7 Youre the weight Ill always carry through a world so cold. Youll never walk alone. We will find a place to lay our heavy heads. These lonely roads will always lead you home. 8 Am I only flawed when I am alive? Only your child if I live denied? I ask of you, Benevolence, was I made just to be broken? 9 Our faith became a silver shield insulated from compassion. 10 Praising the prosperity, 11 repressing their identity. 12 Ill show you hell is a place its in the secrets we keep. Oh, God How those secrets keep me. This isnt love. This is escape. This isnt love. This is escape. Coerced conformity fixed on the dust in their eye. Forest fires rage in mine. 13 I never thought to ask When you said she was asleep did you hear my disbelief? 14 The bitter irony, that I wait for God as she dies beside me. Youre the weight Ill always carry through a world so cold. Youll never walk alone. We will find a place to lay our heavy heads. These lonely roads will always lead you home. We found our place in the disconnect of neglect. I know these lonely roads will always lead you home. Until our paths converge give me eyes to see The Visible Unseen. These lonely roads will always lead you home. 15 Speak to me in a language only lovers can understand. One fist gripping defiance, other cradling the sacred inside of our hands.
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