Lyrics

(Oh, look at this picture down here)

There's a white knight with a black heart standing at my door
With pills, and lines, and tabs
We turn for war
Tirades of lies
Her soldiers move reciting grace within her spool
They settle in the crowd
The alchemist has found that there's no use for troops
The files from forensics has found
The liar's lure is passionately tied up in the ribs of a clown
Who walks upon the street of cobble stone
Knowing there ain't no body home
Define this fool a tragedy
Forgiveness is the lesson to find

There's a white knight with a black heart knocking down my door
To kick me out and file a case against my world
I saw running thieves
And jesters scheme relaying lustful love
While speaking tongues and drinking blood
Hand in hand with conniving friends
They settled in the crowd

The alchemist has found that there's no use for troops
Their fire burned my fence to the ground
The liar's lure is rapidly tightening the noose on the clown
Who walks upon the street of cobblestone
Singing like there's nobody home
Define this fool a tragedy
Forgiveness is the lesson to find