Keymaker - Northlane
Our secrets are laid bare before my eyes
It's I and I alone who can grant
Passage to our most inner circle
Who can judge the weak from the strong
The truth from the falsehood
The sacred record of our unforgiving past
And of the torturous road we have trodden
I alone bare these burdens
On my shoulders sit sins of the angels
I alone know the names
Those who've fallen from grace
I cannot rest whilst they still remain to stain
Our honor
Our honor
I'm the master
You're the puppet that dances
Dances to my tune
Our secrets are laid bare before my eyes
It's I and I alone who can grant passage to
Our most inner circle
And you shall taste the undreamed joys
That lie beyond the bounds
Of a mortal sense
And you shall taste the undreamed joys
That lie beyond the bounds
Of a mortal sense
Rock
