Western Eyes

Forgotten throes at another's lie The heart of love is our only light Faithless greed, consolidating Holding down, sweet charity With western eyes, and serpent's breath We lay our own conscience to rest But, I'm aching At the view Yes, I'm breaking At the seams, just like you They have values of a certain taste The innocent, they can hardly wait To crucify, invalidating Turning to dishonesty With western eyes, and serpent's breath They lay their own conscience to rest But then they lie, and then they dare to be Hidden heroes, candidly So, I'm aching At the view Yes, I'm breaking At the seams, just like you I feel so cold On hookers and gin This mess we're in