| The gears turn with tedious motion
|
| And as the pendulum swings, divides widen
|
| Paradigm be damned. |
| salvation comes at a price
|
| And you will pay with your life
|
| Step by step you lead a dying march to shallow graves
|
| These poisoned roots become our earthly cage
|
| Earth to earth, dust to dust
|
| Only ash remains
|
| Your salvation comes at a price
|
| A disregard for all life
|
| Status breaks, tense and overburdened
|
| Frail shadows move behind the curtain
|
| Culture be damned, salvation comes at a price
|
| A concealed sacrifice
|
| Step by step you lead a dying march to shallow graves
|
| These poisoned roots become our earthly cage
|
| Earth to earth, dust to dust
|
| Only ash remains
|
| Your salvation comes at a price
|
| A disregard for all life
|
| Under the sun
|
| We all fight for significance
|
| But I know under these watchful eyes
|
| It takes so much more to feel alive
|
| Under the sun, under the sun
|
| We forgot where we came from
|
| But you just stand there as those flames grow
|
| And watch it burn
|
| Watch it burn
|
| When you take more than you need
|
| We’ll bite the hand that fucking feeds |