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Tekster: Anathema Device. The Severing Of Tithes. The Greatest Lie.


They told me the reality of the outcome.
They called it hopeless. They?d given up.
When all that counts has been said and done,
I have no strength to prove them wrong.

And you won?t say
And you don?t say
And you won?t say
The thing I need today.

Just turn away. Turn your face.
Hide the truth. My hope?s in you.
Just turn away, and tell me the greatest lie,
So I can ride this through.

Will you lie to me and give me hope?
Will you lie to me?

It seems the simplest little thing.
Why can?t you understand what I?m asking?
Just say the future isn?t lost to me,
Even if you don?t believe.

And you won?t say
And you don?t say
And you won?t say
The thing I need today.

Just turn away. Turn your face.
Hide the truth. My hope?s in you.
Just turn away, and tell me the greatest lie,
So I can climb back through
Anathema Device