Stolen fire will burn down your home
Tried to leave but she turned me to stone
And my brother told me to beware
But I never look around anywhere
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Yeah it's hard to pick it up
When it's all over your floor
And the next man will do the same
When love is knocking at his door
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Prometheus Video (MV)
Performed By: Warwick
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Clark Amann, Henry Saarinen, Leo Lerner, Logan Toftner
Warwick - Prometheus Lyrics
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English
Stolen fire will burn down your home
Tried to leave but she turned me to stone
And my brother told me to beware
But I never look around anywhere
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Yeah it's hard to pick it up
When it's all over your floor
And the next man will do the same
When love is knocking at his door
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Tried to leave but she turned me to stone
And my brother told me to beware
But I never look around anywhere
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Yeah it's hard to pick it up
When it's all over your floor
And the next man will do the same
When love is knocking at his door
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Fostered from the earth
Fastened to the rock
Every night his liver hurts
Will he ever make it off?
Will he ever make it off?
Body of clay keeps him rooted to the ground
And the sun bakes his skin and it's bringing him down
And he gave it all away when he took a look inside
Every plague flew by into the night sky
Writer: Clark Amann, Henry Saarinen, Leo Lerner, Logan Toftner
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid