Prodigal Waves Video (MV)

The sheepskin can barely mask these teeth
Longing to sink their way into unsuspecting organs
As servants to this superficial wheel
We spin and we spin and
We'll grind and we'll beg
Until there's nothing left to feel but revenge

We are not building ships to take us to salvation
When we sail past the break, we sail for blood

A seed that was planted in soil now barren
Was ripped by the roots
Now we must away on malicious bearings
To ensure it fruits

Father I'm not asking to be saved
Even my best foot longs for the grave
Your quest may feed the hungry hounds
But razor teeth will fill the ground
Long before this slow poison takes us all

Tired hands, imbalances
Rope burns and callouses
Liquid stranger, lead the way
A throat needs a blade

I'll give a pound of flesh
You've already took the rest
Spread your wings in blood red sin
Let your feathers burn again

I am just your prodigy, not a means to an end

Raise the mast and hoist the sail
Chesapeake, our birth begins
We'll never kneel again

String their hearts from the mainsails
The view from home is fading fast now
Prey to the whims of the tempest
The view all alone