Dissident Songtext
von Of Spire & Throne

Fingers bound
Centred
Then severed
Hands alone holding the dreams of old
Never to be as the mural
Never to be like the wounds unknown

Hoarded years
Revealed to the wistful eye
Stifled heart
Exposed to the waiting pain

In wait
In wait
In wait
In wait


Look down
These hands conjoined
Their simple comfort staid
Look down
These hands they tell
Of lives to be
Look down
These hands held to one and other
Look down
These hands
I′ve always known
Look down

Trapped unliving
Straining against
A lifetime
Striving to leave
Behind

Fingers bound
These broken hands
Are mine alone

Never to be
Mine alone