Judas Convention
This is now the end of the story
You're gone, we're here, the lines blur
I hope you find a life filled with glory
Buried in the grave of your words
These are the same hands
Rebuilding a kingdom
But you are not the prodigal son
These are the same hands
That cure the infection
For we are not the only ones
No more lies, no more tales
I don't have the strength
To hate another word
No more lies, no more tales
You're the name I wish that I had never heard
This is what you wanted
Tear down from under
Live with the choices
There won't be another
That's what you paid for
To live, live as a pauper
Now end your bloodline
You've nothing left to offer
This is now the end of the story
You're gone, we're here, the last word
These are the same hands
Rebuilding a kingdom
But you are not the prodigal son
These are the same hands
That cure the infection
For we are not the only ones
No more lies, no more tales
I still hear you, turn away from Judas' kiss
No more lies, no more tales
Take away every thought that you exist
This is now the end of the story
You're gone, we're here, the air's clear
Your picture's all that's left of the journey
And I pray you never reappear
You're gone, we're here, the lines blur
I hope you find a life filled with glory
Buried in the grave of your words
These are the same hands
Rebuilding a kingdom
But you are not the prodigal son
These are the same hands
That cure the infection
For we are not the only ones
No more lies, no more tales
I don't have the strength
To hate another word
No more lies, no more tales
You're the name I wish that I had never heard
This is what you wanted
Tear down from under
Live with the choices
There won't be another
That's what you paid for
To live, live as a pauper
Now end your bloodline
You've nothing left to offer
This is now the end of the story
You're gone, we're here, the last word
These are the same hands
Rebuilding a kingdom
But you are not the prodigal son
These are the same hands
That cure the infection
For we are not the only ones
No more lies, no more tales
I still hear you, turn away from Judas' kiss
No more lies, no more tales
Take away every thought that you exist
This is now the end of the story
You're gone, we're here, the air's clear
Your picture's all that's left of the journey
And I pray you never reappear
Credits
Writer(s): Howard Jones, Francesco Artusato
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