Haste The Day

So cold, your icy fingers around my neck.
You offer these rotten apples, begging me to taste and see.
Ill take just one bite.
I know your coming like a bad dream when your demons fall to place, perverting all the answers.
Corrupting whats inside you, believing everything, cut deeper to the core.
But we know whats inside.
Go to bed, young dreamer.
A prophet youll arise to call us out.
Go to bed, young dreamer.
You tell of our decline, but you follow us down.
(We know whats inside)
The breathe of a fallen angel brings death if you breathe it in,
although you know what dwells inside.
[x2]
To bite down, to chew, and to swallow.
To muscle it down to dissolve.
Bed ridden, shivering fever.
Follow it down.
[x2]
Your icy fingers around my neck.
Offering destruction, begging me to taste and see.
So I take just one bite.
Its the poison in your veins.
Its the shiver down your spine.
Cut deeper to the core.
But we know whats inside.
To bite down, to chew, and to swallow.
To muscle it down to dissolve.
Bed ridden, shivering fever.
To follow it down.
[x2]
And we know youll bite down and youll follow us under the ground.
Go to bed, young dreamer.
A prophet youll arise to call us out.
Go to bed, young dreamer.
You tell of our decline, but you follow us down.
(We know whats inside)
[ An Adult Tree Lyrics ]