Altars of Ignore

Verse 1

Cracked tooth of a mountain chewing on the wind

The prophet sells his certainty for a cheaper sin

Who taught the river how to fold its arms and quit

(Who taught it)

Somewhere a donkey reasons better than a senate

Pre-Chorus

I bit the hand that fed me

Then I thanked it for the taste

A beggar owns the kingdom

When the king owns nothing but waste

Chorus

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

We build our altars out of what we ignore

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

Verse 2

My grandfather carried stones that nobody could lift

A dialect of ruin translated into gift

The scientist dissects a laugh and finds a bone

(Just a bone)

We buried god and then complained we felt alone

Pre-Chorus

The mirror asked a question

I answered with a wall

The louder that I whispered

The softer grew the call

Chorus

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

We build our altars out of what we ignore

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

Bridge

Wise men dig for meaning

Fools dig for a crown

Both of them are digging

Both of them fall down

Both of them fall down

Guitar Solo

Chorus

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

We build our altars out of what we ignore

Nothing is sacred nothing is sure

Outro

Fall down

Fall down

(Come down)

Fall down