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The shepherds kill their sheep, just to watch them die The end of days is born, under the burning sky A thousand oceans spill upon the spoiled shores Returning cities to the sea. All as it was before Retreat beyond the wall where vultures go to die Scavenge for substance, as the last is swallowed by the flies Now we compete, with bird and beast Cycles of deceit, doomed to repeat Sorrow we seed in, to an earth I once believed in A future stained, in the blood of our children We carve through mountains, great shadows they cast Now Desolate wastelands, clinging to brighter pasts Nations of thieves, selling our souls for gold Critical mass, our fate is terminal Man is the cancer. We call for death and it answers Man is the cancer. We call for death and it answers A thousand fires turn the forests into dust and bone A wind so thick with ash, the statues shatter into stone The leaders turn to lepers begging to survive Scavenge for substance as the last is swallowed by the flies SongtexteBehold true sorrow Behold true sorrow Behold true sorrow The shepherds kill their sheep, just to watch them die The end of days is born, under the burning sky Man is the cancer. We call for death and it answers Man is the cancer. We call for death and it answers We carve through mountains, great shadows they cast Now desolate wastelands, clinging to brighter pasts Nations of thieves, selling our souls for gold Critical mass, our fate is terminal Our fate is terminal Aus Songtexte Mania