House of Keys
A beacon called to me, with bills in the belfry
An angel watched history sell the ringing bells of make believe
I met a stranger, worn to worse, broken by the storm, who cursed
"Look into the mirror first, you are the same but in reverse"
Extra extra, see the words they wrote upon the world
You tell your story through a pane of glass nobody heard
The clock struck none before
They passed me through another door
A herald painted gracefully, in Imperium's gallery
Everything started to look like money
The art, that charming capitulation
The music sounds like desperation
Buy me, play me, pay me honey
My tender archipelago, just a speck through the window
The better you less you see, you know
(Post No) Bill's stuck in limbo!
Stuck in limbo!
The paint flaked to reveal black steel beams underneath
Tanks lit for delightful wars in never ending iron halls
Behind the final door where nevermore hangs heaven's word for thee
An instrument played by the wind
Made by the masterpiece-machine
The holy House of Keys
Fortifies techdromedes
Only time will tell you when to live
And when to die
The holy House of Keys
Fortifies techdromedes
Only time will tell you when to live
And when to die
Autor(es): Mike Haliechuk
