Antisaint

Chevelle · Vena Sera [2007]

Visit again white elephant

Who sent you to loom

Shall we sever everything

Ponder this while we ponder why

He's starting to follow crows

And climbing the ladder

Somewhere out to

Really begin to scare

And plotting to comb the grounds

With a fine tooth comb



You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint



Nothing to say for the last time

Just want to sink his will

Like a predator's prey in the cold

Slowly starts to show



Assurance is what they need

Hold the lion until its fed

It's still only morning

But the fly's surfaced



You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint



The stakes are too low

We may not need any

Course we never feared it

And if you couldn't tell

That the cleverest acting

Was the lying by you

Was the lying by you

Was the lying by you



You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint

You poor little antisaint