Crusades Lyrics - Hidden World - Fucked Up

Give dust to life, give life to dust, 

Crusades 

Alloyed in a void, I am torn, I am born, 

Crusades 

Ruderal roots tulleric shoots in cahoots 

Making life out of death chthonic breath meristem, 

Jubilee, I am free, so I rise from debris, 

Other seeds who are weak need a spur so I speak, 

Every word like a burr, so hoist my voice and rejoice, 

Just a spark from the dark ignites a thousand to march 

So we embark on a drive to split from the stem, 

Divide out of the clade, a parade to invade, 

Crusades 

Glory to grow as part of a whole, 

Crusades 

We are roots, we are soil, we are leaves, we are souls 

Crusades 

Broad canopy from the tree, a decree, 

Blazon to the world we were born to press on, 

Blank the sky with our kind, make the branches align, 

Sing the spores to the throng, fill the fields with our song, 

We are bright in our blight, full of poison and pomp, 

Molded as one, we will outshine the sun, 

Spread like vines as we climb, knots that can't be undone, 

The crusade has begun, turn the many to one, 

Crusades 

Let the blind be led by the dumb 

Crusades 

The Philistines arrive at the gates 

Crusades 

Let the brave lie down on their swords 

Crusades 

The devoted unleash their wrath 

One ant is no ant, no branch is a tree, 

Crusades 

Just a part of a plant I gave up to be free, 

Crusades 

Rejoice in the life that I gave to a wave, 

Of likes that will die and behave all the same, 

To populate the terrain until all that remains, 

Is our kind of one mind, evolved and refined, 

Fall from the crown, I will rot on the ground, 

Left by the march that moves on as the sound, 

From their step fades, alone, for a purpose I'm placed 

Born again in new roots that will rise from my waste 

Not proud of it 

Not proud of it 

I've wasted a lifetime 

Not proud of it 

We died, then we're born again.