Vicious hate
Behind precious drapes
Gold restraints
And fiscal chains.
Held by the roots, you know your place
Without the seeds no progress made
They'll find their way
They'll find their way to you
You're crawling.
From the skies of severed nations, falling
Our face toward the storm
Promise of saviour, heed it's call
After all is taken and hearts are breaking
A Dead sun calls your name
And you are gone
Gone for ever more
Vicious hate
Behind precious drapes
Gold restraints
And fiscal chains
Held by the roots, you know your place
Without the seeds no progress made
They'll find their way
They'll find their way to you
You're crawling
From the skies of severed nations, falling
Our face toward the storm
Promise of saviour, heed it's call
After all is taken and hearts are breaking
A Dead sun calls your name
And you are gone
Gone for ever more
It will come for you...
It will come for you...
In darkest days
In hardest times
When we look the other way.
*Three Times*

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