Subtle Monster - Webs

When it comes
To destroying lives
There is no one better
Than you and I
Driven by instincts,
We fight and love
Yet kindness,
Is what, we're devoid of
We hold the power
To mend or break
To give, to take,
To heal, to forsake
In every soul,
A battle is fought
Between shadows deep and
Lessons we were taught
In life's grand play,
We all must try
To understand the reasons why
Second chances,
A beacon of light
For those who stumble,
In endless night
Your gods are dead
Your gods are dead
We hold the power
To mend or break
To give, to take,
To heal, to forsake
In every soul,
A battles fought
With honeyed words
And smiles that charm
We do endless harm
We do endless harm
Second chances,
A beacon of light
For those who stumble,
In endless night
In the world,
Of who's right or wrong
Cutting our paths
With a double-edged knife
In the cynic's eye,
The truth does gleam
Human nature,
Disillusioned dream
In the echo of laughter,
Lies disdain
In the dance of joy,
There's often pain
We wear
The masks of virtue
We wear
The masks of virtue
In the echo of laughter,
Lies disdain
In the dance of joy,
There's often pain
We wear
The masks of virtue
We wear
The masks of virtue
Second chances,
A beacon of light
For those who stumble,
In endless night
We weave
Deception with silken thread
In the theater of life.
Your gods are dead
Your gods are dead
In the webs.
In the webs
Of lies.

Written by:
Jay Gardea, Louis Cervellini

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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