Inert and Bound - Promethee

This Eden seems dead

No longer will flowers bloom

This Eden seems dead

What have we done?

Step by step and piece by piece

We’re starting to see some clarity

Little by little

We’ll wake up from this daze

And see past the masquerade

This Eden seems dead

No longer will flowers bloom

This Eden seems dead

Up above the sky shines blue

What have we done?

We are all prodigal sons and daughters

Indebted from the start

Product of past voracity

Product of greed

Don’t know what to yearn for

Don’t know what to strive for

Indebted from the start we’re trying to sleep the pain away

Rid yourself of regret

That time has passed

Let’s start a new