Lyrics
So cold is the marble
Hides the fist with which you rule
High up on your statue
It's natural that you'll fall
It's natural that you'll fall
How wide, how deep
Is the present to keep?
How wide, how deep?
What is ours to keep?
So cold, the marble
Hides the fear with which you rule
High up on your pedestal
You watch others die in dust
You watch others die in dust
Upon this cruelty, we have built
The myth of progress
Raining stones, ash will cover us,
Over comes a cloud
Raining stones, ash will cover us,
Over comes a cloud
It's natural, that we fall
Like layers upon the ground
Some land upon the top
While others die in dust
While others die in dust
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
Upon this cruelty, we have built
The myth of progress
Raining stones, ash will cover us,
Over comes a cloud
Raining stones, ash will cover us,
Over comes a cloud
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
We'll make order from the chaos
That surrounds us, surrounds us
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
Ee eh ay eh, ee eh ay eh
Damien Mahoney
O/B/O DistroKid