E Reanimated, I awake awaitingA Mistakes I shouldn't make Born of bondsB E I wouldn't place, had I the choiceA On loyal limbs that dance these melodies From your voice [Chorus]B E If you demand I fallD E How will I evolve beyond the paleA A/B C D E Of your holy scrawl? [Verse 2]E It begs the question of intent to knowA Or just observe your sycophants' deferenceB E Have we inherited the flaws of fumbling godsA Too small to stumble on their ownB Who never grow [Chorus]E If you demand we fallD E How will we evolve beyond the paleA A/B C D E Of your holy sprawl? [Ending]D What do you say to the suppliant eweE7 Suffering for little more than show?D What will you find as you blindly grindE7 The gears of your invention to a halt?D What better way to know the places you won't goE7 Than recognizing where we haven't beenD Finding our faults lie That none can answer whyG#m We never move from where we beganB C D E Still standing stillB C D E Bent to your willB C D E Flawed like you
Beyond The Pale
The Dear Hunter
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