Tim Exile - Fortress lyrics

You who's coming up the stairs Shouting- I'm coming, dying like sick disgusting… I wish they'd understand We might clear out I'm stuck with my mind in the gutter... --- Hey, little thing Hey, little thing within Don't believe these stories Don't let them in There's only one for you There's one within that's true If you see truth for sale And buy it with your soul You'll see confetti flying, color burying the Earth And when the fanfare dies away, the silence s**s you in its wake To spend a lifetime living out, the fantasies of salesmen Underneath the thorns beneath your feet There's a fortress- Dig deep! The slings and arrows never breached your walls The tales have smothered them all So bring in the archaeologists To unearth your heritage and take you home There was a picture, hung in the nursery Drawn from faded scripture, to teach me what to see: A world where we're all helpless sinners Damned in weakness to slavery I voted in, gave up my eyes, drew in the shining myths The selfless deeds, the battle cries, the conquerors, the kings And so I drowned into a land, and watched my blunted teeth dissolve The sweet acidic resignation, damned to breathe obedience Underneath the thorns beneath your feet There's a fortress- Dig deep! The slings and arrows never breached your walls The tales have smothered them all So bring in the archaeologists To unearth your heritage and take you home The wars you thought were lost weren't wars at all No one truer victory! Bring in the archaeologists To unearth your heritage and take you home