Pale pretender

You're shaking while you go

Soulless vendor

You'll be reaping what you've sown

You've shown us your might

Now try to survive

Willows weeping tunes of nearing flood

Ancient winds won't carry them afar

Hunters of deep are howling

Fields are turning grey

As we're watching the cancer spread over the land the night awaits

Be aware of the infiltrators' conniving ways

The beast will lie well restrained 'til ready to unwind and feast on its maker

A fading choir lays its silhouette over the gasping land

Our drying mouths are getting drier

Come thirst overwhelming

A fading choir lays its silhouette above the sleeping land

Humming lost songs of the better days

Can you still hear them?

Fields are turning grey

As we're watching the cancer spread over the land the night awaits

Be aware of the infiltrators' conniving ways

The beast will lie well restrained 'til ready to unwind and feast on its maker