Roots from Unrest Eternal by Peasant
Tracklist
| 5. | Roots | 3:05 |
Lyrics
Fading through memories no ledges to hold on
Climbing to sunlight out walls that surround us
Poison seeping in veins of the ancient left to decay
A fall from grace
Pulled down by the chains
Held back by the burden of self doubt
Resources spread amongst the privileged
While the world turns insane
Hide your head in the ground from the chaos our daily routines are filled with the reminder
That no one is immune
Throw what's left at the end of the scrap heap
Piled up high for the lost to scavenge
Living to die
A fall from grace
Pulled down by the chains
Held back by the burden of self doubt
Resources spread amongst the privileged
While the world turns insane
You might not feel the same
Until dead end up on your doorstep
You might not feel the same
Until dead end up at your feet
