Chords
[Intro]
A5
[Bridge]
We seen our enemy
In the retina on the hill we're made of
Peering through the many tortured minds of the imprisoned and the
Grim actions befallen unto them
We often become blinded
By the sheer eye wrenching
Defacing of the humans we look into
[Verse 1]
E5We have viewed remotely
Into the homes of every
Sycophantic birthing unit
They are regretless
And exempt of conscience
Performing tormenting
Repulsive procedures
Bereft of emotion
On all that remains of our youth
That sank from pride to dysentery
In the wake of the parasitic
Serpent hatching
[Bridge]
With their hypnotic immunity
Execute the vile deed
Watch as they feed them
Hair skin teeth and cartilage
Digging deeper
Now we view the buried dead
[Verse 2]
We shall crawl
Into the marrow of their corpses
Make them fly and navigate them
[Verse 3]
With our weave of blackened liquid
F5 We will wake the resting rotted
E5 We will clear and light the path
Of all that have arrived before us
Through D5the sirens of the drifted
Vacant dreaming and awaiting
That lay B5dormant in the earth
A5
[Drone] [Corpse] [Aviator]
F5
[Drone] [Corpse] [Aviator]
E5
[Drone] [Corpse] [Aviator]
D5 B5
[Drone] [Corpse] [Aviator]
[Solo 2]
F5 E5 D5 B5
[Bridge]
A5 Within our weave
We hold a well of black liquid
F5 And with it we will wake the rotted
From their resting fields
E5 With our path now lit we can travel
To the aftermath of our captors D5entrance
Through the sirens of the drifted
B5That lay dreaming under the earth
[Interlude]
A5
[Drone] [Corpse] [Aviator]
[Bridge]
We shall crawl
Into the marrow of their corpses
Make them fly and navigate them
Make them fly and navigate them
[Chorus]
They will move and yell and fight again
But not from breathing
F5 Not alive but ridden from their burrow
They will return
E5 Taking to the air in droves of gliding carrion
PiD5loting the many flying
With the pull of tar in marrow
A5 They will move and yell and fight again
But not from breathing
F5 Not alive but ridden from the burrow
They will return
E5Lifted out of every monument
They put up in their honour
D5All the dead they buried
Now propelling in our flying pattern A5
A5 They will move and yell and fight again
But not from breaF5thing
Not alive but ridden from their burrow
They will reE5turn
Taking to the air in droves of gliding carrion
D5Piloting the many flying with the pull of tar in marrow
[Bridge]
A5Shifting in formations
That are unnown to humans
We're blacking out the air
With decomposing gliders
[Outro]
We shall crawl
Into the marrow of their corpses
Make them fly and navigate them
