The Spanish Dagger Lyrics - Before Braille

Well stop cashing me in for a thin line 

You're right on track to know what it feels like 

to lose more than you've ever gained 

Charges pending further investigation 

You've got to expect that you're falling from graces 

Rehearsing all your persona will need when you're front-page fighting 

(aim) for your dignity 

I almost taste the the irony 

How fiction replaces history 

Use daunted glow to light your page 

You say those feelings of doubt will never cut across your mouth 

I know that Socrates and impurities are getting you down 

You'll take all they've got to get your fill 

Your time is running out 

You're getting carried away because no one cares about your fame 

I see the dagger in your name 

Deny your roots for future rain, for future reign 

Add one more kill to raise your worth 

It's so sad, cause it's all the truth you have 

Trade breath for gold 

There's no Armageddon when banks are there to relieve you 

Why prevent yourself to take wealth from someone else 

Dare to incite yourself when you're your only foe 

You're carried away 

Nothing's real about your fame 

I can see you drown in your own wake 

So pale, so thin you'd float away 

I see you trying so hard 

So no one will ever take your place when you feel the dagger brush your face 

Well' I deny myself what I can take when I can wait'and expect the same 

Incriminated, your teeth still shine over the suffering 

Deceiving trade, but the blade will shine