Dance With Monsters

You said the sky was falling, but the thunder never came.
You set fire to the silence, then turned and ran away.
You drew a line in they ashes, but couldn’t stop the flame,
The shadows danced along the walls, calling out your name.

You wear your pride like armour, but the arrows still get through.
You scream your little lies, and swear they’re true.
You say you’re lost and broken, but won’t take my hand.
The secrets that you keep, saved for the dammed.

This was never a war, so what are you fighting for?
Painting the ways of today, all over the walls.
These lines that you make, have become so fake,
You can dance with monsters, or lie with the saints.

You stand up straight, you stand up tall,
Marching on the little ones, without a thought at all.
You haven’t found a purpose, you’ve found a cause.
You’ve sold your soul, just to start a war.

Fuelled by delusion, you play your role,
Doing exactly what you’re told, by those in control.
You walk the razor’s edge, and defy the truth,
Still looking for redemption, but where’s the proof?

This was never a war, so what are you fighting for?
Painting the ways of today, all over the walls.
These lines that you make, have become so fake,
You can dance with monsters, or lie with the saints.

It’s easy to think, your way’s the only way,
But the things you say lead the masses astray.
You look around, for someone else to blame,
Haunted by pride, unable to change.

This was never a war, so what are you fighting for?
Painting the ways of today, all over the walls.
These lines that you make, have become so fake,
You can dance with monsters, or lie with the saints.

You can dance with monsters, or lie with the saints.