Graveland

Mankind - proud conqueror and king

Swings its flag of primal glory to the winds

Titans of the power-myth that failed

Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail

So weak, so hollow-minded

The primat flock responds

The jester race submits

For each day of war is a failure for man

Enslaved to her mordial genes

Illusions bleed from their fetid cores

Bent to their rotten extremes

We, the plague of Terra Firma

Nature´s grand and last mistake

Plant the poisoned seed of cancer

Set the severed fruits awake

Burning like frozen relics

In God´s archaic graveland

Burn the visionaire

Kill the ideologies

Mankind must die

The doves and the angels return to their graves

With flames on their pestilent wings

While mushroom-clouds haunt their virginwhite skies

To rape their utopian dreams

Living the last days of evolution's end

From the nest of humanity, the graveland vultures rend