《Withering Branches》歌词

[00:00:00] Oh what a wide world to conquer

[00:00:06] It rests in the palm of our hands

[00:00:12] The lines blur between corruption and

[00:00:21] Where we sit upon our thrones

[00:00:26] And we draw blood as if it's our right to

[00:00:34] But is it our right to

[00:00:38] We've been swaying for centuries

[00:00:43] And we've dug in our roots

[00:00:47] As we drink up the sea of divinity

[00:00:53] But we can't seem to shed our afflictions

[00:01:11] What pitiful deities we make

[00:01:16] If we can't reach beyond ourselves

[00:01:23] Such lowly gods we create

[00:01:28] When we only believe in what our

[00:01:32] Hands can touch and our eyes can see

[00:01:48] We've been swaying for centuries

[00:01:53] And we've dug in our roots

[00:01:56] As we drink up the sea of divinity

[00:02:02] But we can't seem to shed our afflictions

[00:02:14] What pitiful deities we make

[00:02:19] If we can't reach beyond ourselves

[00:02:26] Such lowly gods we create

[00:02:32] When we only believe in what our

[00:02:34] Hands can touch and our eyes can see

[00:02:42] We are withering branches

[00:03:03] Oh what a wide world to conquer

[00:03:09] It falls apart in our hands

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