edge from falling
here lies the idol
You paint- a picture of your gods, But theyre- just as stained as you are. He wears - a disguise through it all Only leaving you in the dark. When- the earth quakes Your- walls will crumble. As- your spirit breaks, You- will finally bow down. You wait- a distance from your heart, the liars close your eyes. In pain-you let your spirit starve, Only- letting yourself die inside When- the earth quakes Your- walls will crumble. As- your spirit breaks, You- will finally bow down.