Pestilence Songtext

von Graves Of Valor

Throats filled with ulcers
And dust of bones
Weire all designed to fall down
Pestilence & famine
The ashes spreading
Through the towns streets
The holes are filling
Beginning to level out
The perfumes from the roses
Cover the stench of life
Dreams of suicide
At the burial site
Distorted voices
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Population
Control
No need for prayer now
No grace left for you
The religions you have killed for
Have turned their back on you now
Lay as you rot
As your eyes rolled back
Distorted voices guide you
Illumination
Flames within
Breath shortened
Now Earth shall feed on your death
To the dance of the vultures
Martyr of space and time
The thirst has been quenched