Coward - Trillium

The basic concept of truth seems to evade you

But I am here to set it right

I will not squander my faith

On fading, failing illusions

Longing will not rule my fate

Derailing, ailing…

Conjure storms, I’ll take my chances

For I know that justice will come dance upon your grave

You coward

Parading secrets you steal

Instilling, willing confusion

Playing the part as you feel

Fulfilling, killing…

Cast your stones, I’ll take my chances

For I know that

Justice comes to dance upon the graves of

Cowards

Red skies and diamond blades

Dead nights and minds ablaze

Tenacious racing toward a checkmate

And you know I’m right

No gracious winner in that game

And the noose is tight

Fed lies, a common rage

It’s martial law to advocate

No partial call could bear the weight

Though foresworn, you take your chances

You should know that soon there will be no one left to save you

Show your scorn, I’ll take my chances

For I know that justice will come spit into your brain

You coward

Coward

Justice calls your name

In the end

You can be sure

Coward

I’ll take my chances

You coward