"Blackened Soil" lyrics

"Blackened Soil"

This world is built on atrocities
But the masses are too blind to see
I beg of you, oh father of death, hear our plea
I beg of you, oh father of death, set us free

Our nations led by hypocrisy
But the masses are too blind to see
I beg of you, oh father of death, hear our plea
I beg of you, oh father of death, set us free

Bring them forth, the ones from beyond the trees
Bring them forth, the ones who will set us free

Blackened Soil will bring no harvest
The pouring rain will give no light
Doomed are we all, the ones born to die

Let the sun set one final time
Never to rise again
Let the sun set one final time
Never to rise again
Let the sun set never to rise again
I won't repent, I welcome the end

Bound to serve the eternal void
The end begins when we shed this mortal coil
Bound to serve the eternal void
The end begins when we shed this mortal coil

Father of death, hear our plea
Father of death, set us free

Blackened Soil will bring no harvest
The pouring rain will gift no life
Doomed are we all, the ones born to die
Blackened Soil will bring no harvest
Doomed are we all, the ones born to die
Doomed are we all, the ones born to die


album: "Mark Of Rot" (2018)
CABAL - Mark Of Rot album cover
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