Vice & Virtue

With callous intentions
We’re all just prisoners
But we think we know it all
Locked behind the bars of enmity with God
Exposing their splinters with eyes full of timbers
But it’s all a masquerade
Tenacious angst that drives the lies of our crusades

Cold-blooded cowards
We are thieves and liars all
Undeserving of relief from underneath this burning Sun
Our anger’s betrayed us, makes us more like animals
So we grab the gavel, a fistful of gravel
We’re not innocent

We are just beggars
Lost in a desert
Our heads buried in the sand
Still we rage and quake for things so transient
We exist in a wasteland
Expecting oasis
But we’re seething in the Sun
Haunted by the waters and from where they come

We are no different

Cold-blooded cowards
We are thieves and liars all
Undeserving of relief from underneath this burning Sun
Our anger’s betrayed us, makes us more like animals
So we grab the gavel, a fistful of gravel
We’re not innocent

Fear leads to anger
And anger to hate
Hate makes us bitter
And leads back to angst
Oh, the hills we will die on
Oh, the ruckus we’ll make
Shake our fist at our brothers
Throwing stones from the shade

Cold-blooded cowards
We are thieves and liars all
Undeserving of relief from underneath this burning Sun
Our anger’s betrayed us, makes us more like animals
So we grab the gavel, a fistful of gravel
We’re not innocent

We’re not innocent
We’re not innocent
Cold-blooded
We’re not innocent