Texty: Project 86. Songs To Burn Your Bridges By. Spy Hunter.

One last disguise

Pawns standing in awe of the game
Of the stage, you've worked so hard at building an empire
Of secret rooms to display yourself
And add to your wealth

The sting of, oh, it stings
When I saw it all come crashing
I witnessed the sound of a million voices
Screaming for a public hanging

So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now, for now, for now
So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now, for now, for now

We caught you plotting murder
And now the tide is turning
We'll light our souls, heat our bones
Upon your empire burning

We caught you plotting murder
And now the tide is turning
We'll light our souls, heat our bones
Upon your empire burning

When the world is a target for humanity's market
And all of it's sold for a dime
I've seen the towers of gods and the power of men
In disguises of the worst kind

I am the words on the page
I am the death among life today
I am the voice of one among the silent
Who's tired of burning among the flames

So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now, for now, for now
So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now, for now, for now

We caught you plotting murder
And now the tide is turning
We'll light our souls, heat our bones
Upon your empire burning

We caught you plotting murder
And now the tide is turning
We'll light our souls, heat our bones
Upon your empire burning

I do not need anymore truthless heroes, truthless heroes
I do not need anymore truthless heroes, truthless heroes
I do not need anymore truthless heroes, truthless heroes
We don't need no truthless heroes

So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now, for now, for now
So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now, for now, for now

We caught you plotting murder
And now the tide is turning
We'll light our souls, heat our bones
Upon your empire burning

We caught you plotting murder
And now the tide is turning
We'll light our souls, heat our bones
Upon your empire burning

I need truth