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HAVOK LYRICS
"World Shroud" (2007 Single)
1. The Ambulant Plague of Humans
2. Season of the Locust
3. Untitled
1. The Ambulant Plague of Humans
walking flesh, routing bodies
mindless food for the lions
harvest the men from the fields
kill the flame that keeps us burning
the vanguard of excessive humanity
let me feel free
juggernauts of all that is rotten
let me feel ease
the time of torment is here
exiled from life, we turn to death
for all we know he is all and
the one to never turn away
open yourselves to the coming storm
feel the torrent rip and pull
the excessive surge of pain
no water but flesh and blood will rain
you are the neverborn
you, the walking vermin
you, the torn
you are the perpetual plague
we are humanity
we are the world
and when we die
you die with us
floating cyanide souls we are
trapped in a lingering existence
consuming ourselves with fear
burning with anguish
a part of you aching to die
another struggling to live
this relentless inner war
will keep the plague walking
force fed with grime and pride
he walks this way, this earth
and when he turns to sand
another golem is summoned
delay my path to grace
void the concept of this now
hold my time to prove myself
and bring forth my executioner
the fierce creator of life will set
and when he sets he shall shroud the world
encrypt the universe
kill us, the plague
and when this sequence is complete
another awaits, another dream
wake up
so you may sleep again
far in the distance
another Utopia's rising
the future is recovering
from its passed fall from grace
2. Season of the Locust
the eight plague roamed
born within eastern wind
from the dark prayers of Moses
they came to obliterate sin
as a swarm of locusts
covering the skies and
casting all into darkness
consumed was the land
annahilated was iniquity
release them!
release them all
release them!
release them all again!
sounds of the swarm, the arousing alarm
one tiny entity in thousands
a whole anatomy built to consume
the idea of the living
exhume the thoughts of him
in motion with us, within
release the wrath of our dead prophet
let him unleash again, a force
from which we will never regain
and as the heavens rain down
we stand by watching
the world in her final gown
seeing her last sun setting
so, as the silence arrive
and there is morning again
the last day of time dawns
and humans shall never more reign
3. Untitled
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