Camarilla

[Chorus]
She carries a heart of sand
Her words are the surge of the ocean

[Verse 1]
What is gained in saying I am that, I've done this
When life is luck of the draw then a battle of wits
More useless to me than a motto is a creed
'Cause this vain imposition is a loaded decision
Hiding in it's vision a treacherous seed

[Verse 2]
The situation is president
No hero to raise, no villain to defeat
There is only the end you effect
Only the elements to override me
How do you contain a spirit then
With no eyes or ears
How could you plead your case
No threat of death to subdue it with
No clock to abide
No body to sustain

[Chorus]
She carries a heart of sand
Her words are the surge of the ocean

[Repeat Verse 1]

[Chorus]