Cult Canvas - Blood from a Stone Lyrics

Blood from a stone
They're watching every move you make
Silver tongues
Force you to ruminate
Would you be so careless?
To hold your nose, wave it through
You're choosing violence
You say maybe the violence chose you
But you, you have hope
And me, maybe I don't
But it's the hope that kills
Yeah it's the hope that kills you
Blood from stone
They're watching the mess you make
Flesh and bone
Not much to contemplate
Would you be so careless?
To hold your nose in spite of your face
When all is said and done
There won't be much left of this place
So you, you might have hope
And maybe I don't
But it's the hope that kills
Yeah it's the hope that kills you
Would you be so careless
To hold your nose in spite of your face
When all is said and done
There won't be much left of this place