Eleven

Kneeling On One Knee

Eleven


Buried in the wood the echo of light
Lost the map of hope the water has dried 
Stifled by the sudden sound of your thought 
Put away and hidden out never brought 
Long before the door is painted on 
There's an ever demanding dividing sun 
It'll shine on those who you have felled 
Oh my mountain will shake it knows you well 
Kneeling on one knee to fool the blind 
Narrow it may be but you've got the mind 
Crack the shell and see what's there if you dare 
Blame your end on me I'm ready I'm there 
Buried in the murk the tell-tale heart 
Your eyes shrink inside and lose their spark 
You don't have to sweat the fruit isn't ripe 
There won't be a sign when justice will strike 
Long before the door is shut on you T
here's an army of victims awaiting you 
Long before the floor caves in on you 
There's a tail on your back I follow you 
Kneeling on one knee to fool the blind 
Narrow it may be but you've got the mind 
Crack the shell and see what's there if you dare 
Blame your end on me I'm ready I'm there