Lamb Of God - Dead Seeds
You may tremble before Hell's gates,
you may watch as the Heavens fall,
and you may shake the hands of fate,
you may heed the siren's call.
And you may reach every golden shore,
or just repent with the heathen,
and you may dance in the sins of the world,
you may sleep in the cradle of Eden.
Betray your profits,
deceits been redeemed.
An army of men,
will prey on the weak.
And you may walk through the river a child,
you may strike down the giant with stone,
and you may never again speak a lie,
confess every sin ever sold.
Or you may drink from the infidel's blood,
as your civilization collapses.
You may rejoice in the cleanse of the flood,
and stare into the face of Apocalypse.
Betray your profits,
deceits been redeemed.
An army of men,
will prey on the weak.
You will not comprehend,
or find words that will describe,
the will of God,
and men who tell you why someone died.
Betray your profits,
deceits been redeemed.
An army of men,
will prey on the weak.
Betray your profits,
deceits been redeemed.
An army of men,
will prey on the weak.