Thrice Album

this darkness would
eclipse our will
a cold wind blows
across these hills
a swinging gaze
from the hangman's tree
a crows nest view
of what's left to see
the light that's formed
Of shade will turn to silence to this way
still beneath the craters waiting
for this time to grow

so hold on
hold tight
open daylight
we will overcome

so put away your fear
a morning star will soon appear
and bring an end
to this dark night
and we must run for to meet the light
watered by the blood of martyrs
blessed and blind as sons and daughters
sleep with one eye open
and live with both eyes shut
so lets find the place where sight begins
and see the things that we saw when our
eyes were bright and wet against the light

and hold on
hold tight
open daylight
we will overcome

open your eyes
over the new sight
fly the flags of dawn

A ring of Pharisees and one of them was me
We loved the letter but not the spirit
An infidelity, a woman on her knees
She begged for mercy, we couldn’t hear it

The teacher looked from us, his finger in the dust
We felt the chill and it shook us to our bones
Then he raised his head and this is what he said,
“The one who has not sin should throw a stone”

I walked away in silence
and threw myself upon the ground
These words they burned inside me
Take up your cross before your crown

Go and judge not, lest ye be judged with the girl and come down

I walked away in silence
and threw myself upon the ground
These words they burned inside me
Take up your cross before your crown

Take up your cross before your crown
Judge not, lest ye be judged with the girl and come down

Take up your cross before your crown
Your cross before your crown

the air my lungs first loved
carves craters from my eyes
they said "breathe deeply son
or be the next to die"

Beneath the falling night
and heaven's shutting gate
pray keep your tongue held tight
or suffer the same fate

the blood on our black gloves
it is none of your concern
if you want to call our bluff
get in line and wait your turn
and watch the witches burn"

Don't flinch when innocents
are dancing with the flame
if they wanted to live
they'd learn to play the game

You can still walk away
if you just hold your tongue
if you'd just walk away
you'd live to see the sun but"

Under this killing moon
under this burning sky
the fire's shining groom
I hold my breath and close my eyes

"The blood on our black gloves
it is none of your concern
if you want to call our bluff
get in line and wait your turn
and watch the witches burn

I know one day, all our scars will disappear, like the stars at dawn
and all of our pain, will fade away when morning comes
and on that day when we look backwards we will see, that everything is changed
and all of our trials, will be as milestones on the way

and as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone's broken heart
and there's no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends

on that day all of the scales will swing to set all the wrongs to right
all our tears, and all of our fears will take to flight
but until then all of our scars will still remain, but we've learned that if
we'll
open the wounds and share them then soon they start to heal

(as long as we live, we are bridges to someone broken heart
there's no greater love, shed your blood for your friends)

we must see that every scar is a bridge, and as long as we live
we must open up these wounds
when some one stands in your shoes and will shed his own blood

I know what lies beneath, I've seen the flash of teeth
conspiring with the reef to sink our ship
the wind's a cheating wife, her tongue a thirsty knife
and she could take your life with one good kiss

can you see the sky turn red
as morning's light breaks over me
know tonight we'll make our bed
at the bottom of the sea

I know the ocean speaks, I've heard her call to me
and smiling in my dreams she whispers this
(the stars retreat behind their veil
the clouds are clinging to your sail
the storm is coming can you see)

look and see the sky turn red
like blood it covers over me
and soon the sea shall give up her dead

The towers that shoulder your pride
the words you've written in stone
sand will cover them, sand will cover you
the streets that suffer your name
your very flesh and your bones
sand will cover them, sand will cover you

so put your faith in more than steel
don't store your treasures up, with moth and rust
where thieves break in and steal
pull the fangs from out your heel
we live in but a shadow of the real

step out from time, see the dust of nations
step out from time, hear the stars ovation

saturn will not sleep, until the sand has made us clean
still we stack our stones and bury what we can
but it all will be undone, and nothing built under the sun