verse 1
E
Reanimated, I awake awaiting
A
Mistakes I shouldn't make
Born of bonds
B E
I wouldn't place, had I the choice
A
On loyal limbs that dance these melodies
From your voice
B E
If you demand I fall
D E
How will I evolve beyond the pale
A A/B C D E
Of your holy scrawl?
verse 2
E
It begs the question of intent to know
A
Or just observe your sycophants' deference
B E
Have we inherited the flaws of fumbling gods
A
Too small to stumble on their own
B
Who never grow
E
If you demand we fall
D E
How will we evolve beyond the pale
A A/B C D E
Of your holy sprawl?
Ending
D
What do you say to the suppliant ewe
E7
Suffering for little more than show?
D
What will you find as you blindly grind
E7
The gears of your invention to a halt?
D
What better way to know the places you won't go
E7
Than recognizing where we haven't been
D
Finding our faults lie
That none can answer why
G#m
We never move from where we began
B C D E
Still standing still
B C D E
Bent to your will
B C D E
Flawed like you