Dead Seeds - Lamb Of God

And you may tremble before hell’s gates

You may watch as the heavens fall

And you may slight the hands of fate

You may heed the siren’s call

And you may reach every golden shore

Witness repent in the heathen

And you may dance in the sands of the war

You may sleep in the cradle of Eden

Betrayed your prophets

Dead seeds buried deep

An army of none

We’ll prey on the weak

And you may walk through the river run dry

You may strike down the giant with stone

And you may never again speak a lie

Confess every sin and atone

And you may drink from the infidel’s blood

As their civilization collapses

You may rejoice in the cleanse of the flood

And stare into the face of apocalypse

Betrayed your prophets

Dead seeds buried deep

An army of none

We’ll prey on the weak

You will not comprehend

Or find words that will describe

The will of God and man

Until you watch someone die

Betrayed your prophets

Dead seeds buried deep

An army of none

We’ll prey on the weak

Betrayed your prophets

Dead seeds buried deep

An army of none

We’ll prey on the weak