Текст песни
pull me from the filth i lie beneath
Where will you go, just help me plan to carry, but it still sticks to the roots
but it still sticks to the roots
In the toughest era yet, i know i lacked my faith Onward, do you feel the distress as you take on being sick
In the toughest era yet, staying buried in this firm foundation
All of these branches are breaking, in the toughest era yet Forest, i pray that it comes fast
Pulling so long the trees will grow weak, quit pulling what you can t handle
I will follow what you need me to be, get me away from here Strange, all of these branches are breaking
all in with the strength of the maker
In the toughest era yet, i pray that it comes fast
i know i lacked my faith
What breaks upon my chest, all of these branches are breaking
All in with the strength of the maker, i will follow what you need me to be, i will follow what you need me to be
all in with the strength of the maker
Staying buried in this firm foundation, in the toughest era yet, i know i lacked my faith
The same ones that you ve heard for so long, pulling so long the trees will grow weak
Get me away from here, this is knocking at your door
In the toughest era yet, and cower under these fearful ways, and cower under these fearful ways
the same ones that you ve heard for so long
All in with the strength of the maker, don t bury yourself alive
I pray that it comes fast, pull me from the filth i lie beneath
All of these branches are breaking, pulling so long the trees will grow weak
Get me away from here, where will you go Strange, i pray that it comes fast
All in with the strength of the maker, just help me plan to carry Forest, staying buried in this firm foundation
Quit pulling what you can t handle, pull me from the filth i lie beneath Olympas, if time is of the essence
if time is of the essence
In the toughest era yet, pull me from the filth i lie beneath Strange, and cower under these fearful ways
This is knocking at your door, wash away the dirt that covers me Forest, in the toughest era yet
all in with the strength of the maker
Pulling so long the trees will grow weak, all of these branches are breaking Strange, do you feel the distress as you take on being sick
All of these branches are breaking, and cower under these fearful ways
get me away from here
If time is of the essence, if time is of the essence
all of these branches are breaking
In the toughest era yet, staying buried in this firm foundation, if time is of the essence
pull me from the filth i lie beneath
don t bury yourself alive
i know i lacked my faith
where are you running
In the toughest era yet, where will you go
All of these branches are breaking, i know i lacked my faith