Poets Of The Fall - 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