The Anarchist Lyrics

from Clockwork Angels

"The Anarchist" is track #4 on the album Clockwork Angels.
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Will there be world enough in time for me to sing that song?
A voice so silent for so long
For all those years I had to get along,
They told me I was wrong.
I never wanted to belong!
I was so strong!
I lack their smiles and their diamonds,
I lack their happiness and love:
I envy them for all those things
I never got my fair share of,
My fair share of
The lenses inside of me that paint the world black,
The pools of poison, the scarlet mist, that spill over into rage;
The things Ive always been denied:
An early promise that somehow died;
A missing part of me that grows around me like a cage
A missing part of me that grows around me like a cage
In all your science,
of the mind
Seeking blind
Through flesh and bone.
Find the blood inside this stone!
What I know Ive never shown
What I feel Ive always known.
I plan my vengeance on my own!
And I was always alone.
I lack their smiles and their diamonds,
I lack their happiness and love:
I envy them for all those things
I never got my fair share of,
My fair share of
The lenses inside of me that paint the world black,
The pools of poison, the scarlet mist, that spill over into rage;
The things Ive always been denied:
An early promise that somehow died;
A missing part of me that grows around me like a cage
A missing part of me that grows around me like a cage
Oh, they try to get me
Oh, theyll never forget me
The lenses inside of me that paint the world black,
The pools of poison, the scarlet mist, that spill over into rage;
The things Ive always been denied:
An early promise that somehow died;
A missing part of me that grows around me like a cage
A missing part of me that grows around me like a cage
A missing part of me that goes around me like a cage

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