Spoken

Accuser

Spoken


Liar,
Moving through the queue so slowly
Until devour the world
Watching to sound all closely
You're waiting long and to take the draw

Liar, dryer, accuser, betrayer

You will never have a place in this heart
You will never have a place in this life

For I'll dream by the wounded
Your soul in the well to trap by
The truth and lies
Training talking for me
Walk a while, imprison me

You will never have a place in this heart
You will never have a place in this life

We will survive
We will survive

You will never have a place in this heart
You will never have a place in this life