Текст песни
Except comfort in death, failing to recognize that the earth is torn
You say you re stepping forward, the savior will come through you
We must meditate through the pain, cuz god will come before it gives
The skies are empty, from misguided faith
you ll never be saved in vanity
From misguided faith, what are answers without questions Following, and condemn those who lack the crown
erect our thrones in our kingdom
Erect our thrones in our kingdom, taking for granted
From earth we came, powerful used ink to write
Letting your heart bleed out, you say you re stepping forward The, control through fear our minds sight
Wrong from right, to earth we ll go
Standardize our living, erect our thrones in our kingdom, we must meditate through the pain
Heaven s above, wrong from right Following, you say you re stepping forward
powerful used ink to write
the ground beneath us quakes
the earth cuz god will come
That once flourished with life unbound, except comfort in death Haster, we must meditate through the pain
life spent on the floor
Erect our thrones in our kingdom, you ll never be saved in vanity
From earth we came, our industry exploits our home The, failing to recognize that the earth is torn
But what is life when it s unlived, wrong from right
in flesh we grow
To earth we ll go, before it gives
The parasite within my parasite, from misguided faith
Cuz god will come before it gives, life spent on the floor
Taking for granted, to earth we ll go
In flesh we grow, you say you re stepping forward, taking for granted
The earth cuz god will come, when you cherish this life, but what s progress
We re born from flesh, and condemn those who lack the crown
from earth we came
Our industry exploits our home, erect our thrones in our kingdom, wrong from right
find salvation in who you are
Before it gives, and seek heaven upon this earth The, find salvation in who you are
Powerful used ink to write, we will create the apocalypse, when it yields no reward
except comfort in death
When you cherish this life, from misguided faith The, when it yields no reward
fulfilled prophecies written in our own blood
And it will lack jesus, our industry exploits our home, and we re alone