Wither On The Vine Songtext
Come in from the darkness oh children of fire
As we wither on the vine
Make them believe that the world is divine
As it withers on the vine
Until the storm at the end of the world
Breaks the spell that we’ve cast to hide the weakness
In our doomed and broken hearts
Draw down the sun
As we wither on the vine
Make them believe that the world is divine
As it withers on the vine
Until the storm at the end of the world
Breaks the spell that we’ve cast to hide the weakness
In our doomed and broken hearts
Draw down the sun
A new wind rises
Come the dawn
Fill your cups with blood and wine
As we wither on the vine
And the carrion fowl encircle the sun
At the turning of the wheel
Down among the snakes and scorpions
They watched us crawl in the flame
The ghosts of the old world
Draw down the sun
A new wind rises
Come the dawn
Come the dawn
Fill your cups with blood and wine
As we wither on the vine
And the carrion fowl encircle the sun
At the turning of the wheel
Down among the snakes and scorpions
They watched us crawl in the flame
The ghosts of the old world
Draw down the sun
A new wind rises
Come the dawn
