[Verse 1]
The practise of harmony
Is a delicate thing
The tension preceding
The bow and the string
It's just how you phrase it
It's not what you mean
The art of precision
Will keep your cuts clean

[Pre-Chorus]
Until the day
You're faced with a beast
That no one can tame
Until the day
You're caught in a storm
Of what you became

[Chorus]
Then, virtues and creed
Scatter like pearls from a chain
A chain
Blood on the ground
Washing away with the rain
The rain
Away with the rain
[Verse 2]
Peace of mind
Is a balancing act
Convenience dictates
What you add and subtract
A transient construct
Believe and deny
All truth is simple
Is that not doubly a lie?

[Pre-Chorus]
Until the day
You're faced with a beast
That no one can tame
Until the day
You're caught in a storm
Of what you became

[Chorus]
Virtues and creed
Scatter like pearls from a chain
A chain
Blood on the ground
Washing away with the rain
The rain
Away with the rain
[Bridge]
The practise of harmony
Is a delicate thing
The tension preceding
The bow and the string
It's just how you phrase it
It's not what you mean
Is that not doubly a lie?

[Chorus 2]
Virtues and creed
Scatter like pearls from a chain
(A chain) A chain
Blood on the ground
Washing away with the rain
(Falling, falling, falling)
The rain

[Outro]
Away (Falling, falling, falling)
With the rain
Away (Falling, falling, falling)
With the rain
Away (Falling, falling, falling)
With the rain