Distant Honor lyrics
by Miracle of Sound
[Verse 1]
Distant honor, wasted grace
Twisted pawn, a face replaced
Phantom filter, mask of dread
Damn the guilt, my past is dead
And I wait for the night
Shadows protect my
Angel in white
Time to eject these
Vain parasites
Cast out reject the
Plague in all your hearts
[Chorus]
'Cause the sad, sad faces of the weary and worn
Live in bad, bad places that are dreary and torn
And a distant honor calls me to your side
To be your guide
[Verse 2]
Wrapped up in your velvet sheets
Far above the hellish streets, you're
Strapped inside your wealthy keeps
p*ss on corners where we sleep
And this town's paranoid
Blinking and jumping
Down in the void
A sickening dumping
Ground to avoid
The stink of the pumping
Plague in all your hearts
[Chorus]
As the sad, sad faces of the weary and worn
Live in bad, bad places that are dreary and torn
And a distant honor calls me to your side
To be your guide
[Bridge]
Shades of the whales in the tainted deep
Maimed and impaled, in their pain they sleep
The faded and frail in the laneways weep
Broken souls in mourning
[Chorus]
And the sad, sad faces of the weary and worn
Live in bad, bad places that are dreary and torn
And a distant honor calls me to your side
To be your guide
On rooftops hide
Be your guide
[Outro]
Shades of the whales in the painted deep
Maimed and impaled, in their pain they sleep
The faded and frail in the laneways weep
Broken souls in mourning