Bystanders Songtext

On bystanders
They'll watch you waste a-, waste a-, waste a-, waste away

What's the use of confessing the truth
To an executioner in a booth
About the dueling forces in you
Now you barely remember your youth
You used to embrace the eerie and helm
Visitations from spirit realms
Gifted to see between astral planes now you plead to be plain

A bystander
Of bygone standards
They'll watch you waste a-, waste a-, waste a-, waste away
Don't waste your candor
On bystanders
They'll watch you waste a-, waste a-, waste a-, waste away (Waste a-, waste a-, waste a-, waste away)

The minute you mitigate your fire (Waste away, waste away waste away)
The innocence of carnal desire (Waste away, waste away waste away) Is stolen (Waste away, waste away waste away)
It's stolen (Waste away, waste away waste away)

And it's true that the truth gives you free
But when truth is a breach of decree
Dying for praise from a gallery
Whose morality is grey
And they tie all their stones to your name
And they cripple your bones with their shame
Honesty is the most moral way
But morality is grey