Light This City Lyrics

2. Cradle For A King

Everyone sees through you 
How do you sleep at night? 
Translucent eyelids don't keep out the light 
Eyes that bulge apathetically 
From your engorged (yet empty) head 
Resting on a pillow bursting with dreams that will never take flight 
Songs that one time soothed their weary minds and tired limbs 
Become hauntingly, disturbingly, and loudly chanted hymns 

Frozen-hearted martyr-maker 
What keeps you safe and warm at night? 
A blanket woven with the flowers of forced labor 
Dyed and colored with the blood 
That you robbed from prisoners and slaves 
Admit it, you get off more when they are fighting to escape 

And what holds you up there, 
High above the rest of us? 
Mighty only if the sheets weren't pulled over your head 
The posts of your bed carved 
From the bleached bones of your dead 
The faces of your apparitions dripping with the tears they shed 
This is where majesty lies awake feeling corruptly luxurious 
Is this where dignity lies awake? In a cradle fit for a king? 

Frozen-hearted martyr-maker 
What keeps you safe and warm at night? 
A blanket woven with the flowers of forced labor 
Dyed and colored with the blood 
That you robbed from prisoners and slaves 
Admit it, you get off more when they are fighting to escape 

You are not my hero; you're only my sovereign 
I'm not encouraged to follow in your noble, shallow footsteps; 
Just expected to obey 
And even though you're the one that represents all of humanity 
You are still only human 
The backbone of immortality breaks every time: 
Our fatal flaws turn to fatal lies

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