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    • Home
    • LIGHTHOUSE
      • A WORD ABOUT THE ALBUM
      • IMMANENT FRAME
      • CONTROL
      • TRANQUILIZE
      • LIGHTHOUSE (SONG)
      • FEAR
      • SLEEPING ALONE
      • INSIGNIFICANT
      • TEACH ME TO NUMBER MY DAYS
      • THAT I MIGHT GAIN A HEART OF WISDOM
    • ORPHEUS
      • FRAME NARRATOR
      • MOVEMENT
      • UNION
      • WINDOWPAIN
      • THE PURSUIT
      • THE LAST WINTER BEFORE SHE WAS SICK
      • ALREADY NOT YET
      • THE GREAT EXCHANGE
      • WHITEWASHED WALL
      • SABBATON
    • EPK

    WHITEWASHED WALL

    In the dark, I feed my rejection 
    of the covenant you made, 
    nestled in the corner. 
    Why do I look back to the fire, 
    and believe I’ll stay alive 
    if no one ever sees? 

    Built perfectly so they’ll look away from me. 
    Reflecting what I want to see. 
    If I can convince them it’s real, 
    the shadow can keep me still. 

    Whitewashed wall 
    Where I hide. 
    Whitewashed wall 
    Save my pride. 
    Whitewashed wall 
    Keep it in. 
    Whitewashed wall 

    The gain is not worth comparing. 
    Still I melt down all my gold, 
    and raise it to the clouds. 
    In the clear, I kneel. 
    Admiration helps the venom run its course. 
    My calf is just a mirror. 

    Whitewashed wall 
    How I hide. 
    Whitewashed wall 
    Save my pride. 
    Whitewashed wall 
    Keep it in. 
    Whitewashed wall 
    Where wounds begin. 

    Built perfectly so they’ll look away from me. 
    Reflecting what I want to see. 
    If I can believe it’s not real 
    the shadow can keep me still. 

    When all the dust has settled and all the walls set free 
    the biggest problem left I see is me. 

    Whitewashed wall. 
    Whitewashed wall.

    Char

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