4 acessos
i am the silent servant
and so far nothing fills me
with a hand
stretched out to ya
like a mime waiting for my pay
in laughs or in
applause
whatever I gain it's just the same
i am the public
bloodlust
let's see what this time kills me
what the crowd wants is my
will
and i'm readily waiting on my knees
for the stroke of grace or my
healing
i will deliver with no shame
and if needed i'll rise above
all
this shit and leave this place
welcome to the starlight
feed the rich and
crawl
lay me down and clench my
fists before i fall
i'm the collective
conscience
unspoken yesterday's shame
with destiny as our spearhead
we've
justified the lies we spread
what the world needs is a meaning
and lust to
keep out of your grave
you've been treated just like before
and you feebly
greet this day
welcome to the starlight
feed the rich and crawl
lay me
down and clench my
fists before i fall
must be dressed up to kill the
king
must be dressed up to kill the king
must be dressed up to kill the
king
must be dressed up to kill the king