Aphelon - The Curse Of Soil And Blood lyrics

You would be of the parasite breed Who defile this earth Who crawl and wallow Impregnate your wombs with greed Text book herds To come to follow See you not the profound imbalance Uproot your trees To harvest the fruits You hold no hope Through my eyes I endeavour to exhume The withered hand Of justice And amidst the chaos Only the honourable of heart Step forward with grace To leave their mark It's a curse On the hearts of my kind Faith I have In the fall of the blind It seems we are The vultures of your pain A monolith drawn forth From the dark Synthesized believers Of demise Your overgrowth chokes the blooms With frightful accuracy And compliance A fight for stature Among the maimed The dwarfed acquire beauty To overcome their commonplace This is the cycle of your life Or have you established A piece of mind In order to survive