Venona Lyrics - The Receiving End Of Sirens

Men are waiting patiently 

Remove me from the scene 

A sea of faceless souls in suits 

A sight for eyes, like thumbs 

Sore crooked and bow and foul relief 

You have, you have been exposed 

Your eyes speak well of you 

They sing the requiem 

To a closed casket burial 

You conspiracy 

Conspiring to deliver me to the authorities 

I've been betrayed so graciously 

My bloodhounds are hooked on a trail of ink 

Which led me to the words you scribbled down 

Obituary dedicated to me 

[Incomprehensible] 

Your eyes speak well of you 

They sing the requiem 

To a closed casket burial 

You conspiracy 

Conspiring to deliver me to the authorities 

I've been betrayed so graciously 

I might as well be blind 

With isolated eyes like mine 

Your fingers are star-crossed 

Lovers that can't seem to get enough of each other 

This pantomime dialect doesn't practice what you preach 

Doesn't practice what you preach 

I might as well be blind 

With isolated eyes like mine 

I might as well be blind 

With isolated eyes like mine 

I might as well be blind 

With isolated eyes like mine 

Your eyes speak well of you 

They sing the requiem 

To a closed casket burial