Locust

Year of the locust

Partake in the slaughterings

Can't wash the blood off your hands

Madman's kin outnumber us all

Bliss in oblivion

All follow the hand of a deadman

Too much uncertainty for false hope

We're being led like lambs to the slaughter

Rabid fiends feasting upon unborn dreams

Cannon fodder for the suits and ties

We're bleeding heaven dry

We're bleeding heaven dry

Fuck it

Breath in the poison

Sharpen your broken teeth

Rage

Bliss in oblivion

All follow the hand of a deadman

Too much uncertainty for false hope

We're being led like lambs to the slaughter

Rabid fiends feasting upon unborn dreams

Cannon fodder for the suits and ties

We're bleeding heaven dry

So kiss this world goodnight