Sword

Spreading your love from the tip of a sword Echoing an elitism that poisons you Thinking you know what's good for us all I wish I could reach out And silence you But I'm a waste in your eyes You say you don't need me to Save you tonight But I need to Save you tonight I'm standing alone on the brink of a storm Trying to humanize the enemy inside of you We're cut from the same cloth but we are Stained with the poison of pride We're sucking the life from the whole of the world We can't be confined or condemned to be Reduced to a place to survive and resolve In the end they'll try And silence you Cause you are a waste in their eyes The grace they describe Won't save you tonight Spreading your love from the tip of a sword Echoing an elitism that poisons you We won't ever feel alone anymore Or let pride come before a fall I wish you could see me for something more Than the things I'm confined and condemned to be They will know our names and we won't be ignored So that we may see some light Don't let them silence you Cause you're a waste in their eyes There's a grace inside of you I need tonight