LYRIC
Restless hands turn tired and weak
Intention grows from a seed
Ignites the flame beneath our feet [Pre-Chorus] And the ire growing
Spreads like fire
A mass insurgence
Upraising the pyre [Chorus] What keeps the wolves at bay
While you sleep and they come to prey?
We forget their disdain
And all that's left is the fear they crave [Verse 2] Seclude to divide the fixation
Accomplices of our own ruination
Lost words and abandoned sages
Searching for meaning in all the wrong places [Pre-Chorus] And what has become
Of our objection?
So easily pushed aside
By steadfast complacence [Chorus] What keeps the wolves at bay
While you sleep and they come to prey?
We forget their disdain
And all that's left is the fear they crave [Bridge] Are you not adverse
To those you mistrust?
Are you not sickened enough? [Chorus] What keeps the wolves at bay
While you sleep and they come to prey?
We forget their disdain
And all that's left is the fear they crave
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