Crowds and torches fill the air
Surprise you're chosen, now finish it
Yell it louder really sink that point in
(Behind these civilized eyes)
(Behind these civilized eyes)
Me, I'd let the panic ride and pin it on the wall
Identifying pride is the saddest of the chores
Those burning eyes indeed define a churning of the soul
Feels better to be lost, but haven't felt the choice
(Behind these civilized eyes)
(Behind these civilized eyes)
Fate has tortured us for too long
With blindfolds you held us
Till I found the best (revenge)
For so long my demons (revenge)
It's countdown for me (revenge)
With blindfolds you held us