Converge - Wildlife lyrics

And the wildlife was hunted not
For heart but the hide
To warm the bones of cowards
That were left behind
And the lotus wilts with the
Guilt of the wasted time
What does it say about the
Ones who never even tried

Under constant pressure
Diamonds in the rough only way to light is
Fighting through the dirt

Born into such a cruel, cruel world
Survival can be such a cruel, cruel curse
Best of intentions will grow horns in sleep
Without a sense of purpose outside the dream
And our wounds are so noble
But still we must see
There may not be answers to
The reasons that we bleed

Under constant pressure
Diamonds in the rough only way to light is
Fighting through the dirt

Born into such a cruel, cruel world
Survival can be such a cruel, cruel curse

Preciously violent, beautifully abhorrent
Preciously violent, beautifully abhorrent

Born into such a cruel, cruel world
Survival can be such a cruel, cruel curse
Born into such a cruel, cruel world
Survival can be such a cruel, cruel curse