Arena - A State Of Grace lyrics

Thinly veiled, a cruel disguise Vengeance lies behind these eyes Glaring from the pulpit As the Fallen Angels follow me Plageristic sermons Hiding voyeuristic undertones Foolishly they will embrace And ignorant they follow me You've never truly known The kind of place that I come from You turned your back on all the signs That bore the words of warning Come to me my simple child Tear apart your innocence Pray with me beloved son And I will help you find a way Think before you throw yourself Upon the tables and the merchant s Are you sure this temple Isn't just another cruel perversion? You've never truly known The kind of place that I come from You turned your back on all the signs That bore the words of warning Don't look for comfort in this house of mine Don't ask for mercy at my image or my shrine Don't seek forgiveness at this house of mine Don't build a temple here And wait for me to walk into the fire I will make this promise now A simple thing, a sacred vow Come with me my pretty Angel I will show you how to fly We will fall together Into unforgiving night we plunge! Chained by sin and clothed by guilt We will be as one forever Don't look for comfort in this house of mine Don't ask for mercy at my image or my shrine Don't look for comfort in this house of mine Don't break the Holy bread or drink the Holy wine Don't seek forgiveness at this house of mine Don't build a temple here And wait for me to walk into the fire