Five of Swords Lyrics

As that reflective surface, in the end, turns towards you
What will you behold upon it's glass and silver skin?

Five of Swords
Choose your battles wisely
Five of Swords
As the card reversed, it became your demise

The self-imposed dealer of blame
The unaare procreator of shame

Paint your colors upon me
They will stay like the water
That already seeped through my fingers
Like water between already worn-down rocks
Oil on water, oil on water

Five of Swords
Choose your battles wisely
Five of Swords
As the card reversed, it became your demise

Self-made judge and juror
Master of conflict and executioner
Self-turned fool and jester
by your benighted sense of the I

Paint your colors upon me
They will stay like the water
That already seeped through my fingers
Like water between already worn-down rocks
Oil on water, oil on water