The roots within
Fit for a kingGrounded down by the weight of my coated flesh
What is this that I've become? What have I become?
An empty man with no regard for this life
I sit here and rot within these broken walls
(Within these broken walls)
I use my faith as a simulation
I use it to get me by
I must progress and give everything
I am a slave to the darkness
I use my faith as a simulation
I use it to get me by
I am a slave to the darkness
A slave to myself
I've dug this grave for myself
And day by day it's getting deeper
(It's getting deeper, it's getting deeper)
I've dug this grave for myself (it's getting deeper)
And day by day its getting deeper (it's getting deeper)
(My fingers are worn from trying to surface)
I turn to you, this light in my chest
Oh God is it too late to pull me out of this?
And then I heard your voice
(And then I heard your voice)
This is where it ends!
I will rise from the ground
From my resting place
(From my resting place)
I will rise from the ground
From my resting place