Venona

Men are waiting patiently
Remove me from the scene
A sea of faceless souls in suits
A sight for eyes, like thumbs
Sore crooked and bow and foul reliefYou have, you have been exposedYour eyes speak well of you
They sing the requiem
To a closed casket burialYou conspiracy
Conspiring to deliver me to the authorities
I've been betrayed so graciouslyMy bloodhounds are hooked on a trail of ink
Which led me to the words you scribbled down
Obituary dedicated to me
[Incomprehensible]Your eyes speak well of you
They sing the requiem
To a closed casket burialYou conspiracy
Conspiring to deliver me to the authorities
I've been betrayed so graciouslyI might as well be blind
With isolated eyes like mineYour fingers are star-crossed
Lovers that can't seem to get enough of each other
This pantomime dialect doesn't practice what you preach
Doesn't practice what you preachI might as well be blind
With isolated eyes like mineI might as well be blind
With isolated eyes like mineI might as well be blind
With isolated eyes like mineYour eyes speak well of you
They sing the requiem
To a closed casket burial