Poets of the Fall False Kings ^минус

Getting lost singing their song
Caught up in all I've done
It's all I know, but not what I need
Cut by my love, cut till I bleed

So I want to run to your shelter tonight
Run to the shelter tonight
United in silent resistance
Of bowing to false kings

So let me run to your shelter tonight
Run from this meaningless pantomime
I'll swallow my pride, give up the pretence
Of bowing to false kings

Bought their smiles, liquid and smooth
Took their words for the truth
Edge of light and shade
My broken soul once more enslaved

So I want to run to your shelter tonight
Run to the shelter tonight
United in silent resistance
Of bowing to false kings

So let me run to your shelter tonight
Run from this meaningless pantomime
I see the false kings
I see that all this
Must end

When there's no love in my embrace
Cold blood runs through my veins
If I soar without grace
Do I still soar?

I need the love in your embrace
Open doors, brand new ways
End my wars and erase
And I'm yours

So I want to run to your shelter tonight
Run to the shelter tonight
United in silent resistance
Of bowing to false kings

So let me run to your shelter tonight
Run from this meaningless pantomime
I'll swallow my pride, give up the pretence

Yes, I wined and, and I dined on, on that cyanide


False Kings

Getting lost singing their song,
Caught up in all I've done.
It's all I know, but not what I need,
Cut by my love, cut till I bleed.

So I want to run to your shelter tonight,
Run to the shelter tonight.
United in silent resistance
Of bowing to false kings.

So let me run to your shelter tonight,
Run from this meaningless pantomime.
I'll swallow my pride, give up the pretence
Of bowing to false kings.

Bought their smiles, liquid and smooth,
Took their words for the truth.
Edge of light and shade
My broken soul once more enslaved.

So I want to run to your shelter tonight,
Run to the shelter tonight.
United in silent resistance
Of bowing to false kings.

So let me run to your shelter tonight,
Run from this meaningless pantomime.
I see the false kings,
I see that all this
Must end!

When there's no love in my embrace,
Cold blood runs through my veins.
If I soar without grace,
Do I still soar?

I need the love in your embrace,
Open doors, brand new ways,
End my wars and erase,
And I'm yours.

So I want to run to your shelter tonight
Run to the shelter tonight
United in silent resistance
Of bowing to false kings.

So let me run to your shelter tonight
Run from this meaningless pantomime
I'll swallow my pride, give up the pretence.

Yes, I wined and, and I dined on, on that cyanide