Archangels And Architects
by Hearts Alive· from The Black Sleep
There can be no respite,
if we can't crawl inside,
the walls of safety,
built all around our lives.
You have locked yourself in, in praise of.
The archangels and architects,
that built these walls.
We flee into our cells,
to escape the frightful notion,
of that we could be free.
I can't wake you now,
from the black sleep,
the coma of precautionary measures.
You run for cover but,
Safety is a padded cell!
Where you lie choking wrapped in chains.
Safety is a padded cell!
Where you lie choking wrapped in chains.
Heaven is to be safe from sin.
The goal that we've set our sights on.
We run like the insects that we are.
There can be no respite,
if we can't crawl inside,
the walls of safety,
built all around our lives.
You have locked yourself in, in praise of.
The archangels and architects,
that built these walls.
You run for cover but,
Safety is a padded cell!
Where you lie choking wrapped in chains.
Safety is a padded cell!
Where you lie choking wrapped in chains.
Heaven is to be safe from sin.
The goal that we've set our sights on.
We run like the insects that we are.
We wither and fall apart,
without the light of the sun.
You run for cover but safety is a padded cell of lies.