The Black Heart Rebellion Machining Lyrics
Machining by The Black Heart Rebellion
A mark of claws
To teach us. Speak to us
The language of vultures
Woven towers, they grew
As our maps became patterns
Of what always had been
Yet never came
Oh how we tried not to fall
And now fail to fall
Now try to fail. And fall
One will always build from the cinder we left
White walls arise from a trembling ground
We will not stay here in the reigns
White walls arise from a trembling ground
To teach us. Speak to us
The language of vultures
Woven towers, they grew
As our maps became patterns
Of what always had been
Yet never came
Oh how we tried not to fall
And now fail to fall
Now try to fail. And fall
One will always build from the cinder we left
White walls arise from a trembling ground
We will not stay here in the reigns
White walls arise from a trembling ground