New Saints from Better Angels by Black Box Recovery
Tracklist
| 4. | New Saints | 4:24 |
Lyrics
Make ceilings fall to seal this fate
The thief of all that leaves no trace
It only stands to say
That you can’t get there
From nowhere at home
The cityscape still bleeds our song
Displace this place and lead us on
With breakneck pace to fall headlong
Into your graceless paragon
New claim to the crown
New saints to the sin
(They come around to)
Extend the premises
Now you're moving out
Cause they're moving in
(Leave you to drown in)
Expenses to sentences
Welcome, welcome
Please go…
Home is where the blood runs thin
The glass is shattered and the sharks flood in
To claim your famous ghosts
And paint them gold
Defile, hostile architect
And mark it red to market them
Artificial art, official theft
Commission this to civil death
No shelter to grow
No remnant to stand
(Nowhere at home)
In your soul-sick plan
You dare throw the stone
With diamonds in hand
Diamonds in your hands
Home is where the blood runs thin
The glass is shattered and the sharks flood in
To claim your famous ghosts
And paint them gold
And now they're blown out from beneath our feet
The ashes scattered and the memory
To salt these streets with skylight chic
The way that life…
The way our way of life should fleet








