The Roots Within - Fit For A King

The roots have dug themselves deep.

Grounded down by the weight of my coated flesh.

What is this that I’ve become?

What have I become?

A broken man with no regard for this life I sit here

and rot behind these broken walls.

Behind these broken walls.

I use my faith as a simulation, I use it to get me by.

I must progress and give everything.

I am a slave to the darkness.

I use my faith as a simulation, I use it to get me by.

I am a slave to the darkness.

A slave to myself.

I’ve dug this grave for myself,

And day by day it’s getting deeper (It's getting deeper)

I’ve dug this grave for myself,

(My fingers are worn from trying to surface)

And day by day it’s getting deeper (It's getting deeper)

I turn to You, this light in my chest.

Oh God, is it too late to pull me out of this?

And then I heard Your voice (And then I heard Your voice)

This is where it ends!

I will rise from the ground, from my resting place (From my resting place)

I will rise from the ground, from my resting place.