Sanctum Chaos

(hmmmmm) Lock the doors,

draw the heavy velvet drapes

(shhh) They're whispering about the shape of the escape (we saw it)

Behind the concrete pillars,

making plans in the dark (uh-huh) With a sermon on their lips

and a brand new mark

When the spotlight hits the floor (tell the truth!) We don't talk

about the old law anymore (no more!) Every witness in the basement

has a name (tell 'em!)

And they all play the very same game

She stood right there by the breaker box (I saw her!) Saying

time is running out on the church clocks (tick-tock) They call it

a confession but it looks like a threat

When the spotlight hits the floor

(tell the truth!) We don't talk about the old law anymore

(no more!) Every witness in the basement has a name (tell 'em!)

And they all play the very same game (shhh)

Just velvet brushing on concrete.