Текст песни The Juggernaut - Fit for An Autopsy
The
harvest
of
the
human
seed,
the
Earth
is
a
corpse
field,
collected
On
the
wagons,
catapulted
into
mass
graces.
Foul
air
corrodes
the
Skin.
The
trumpets
sound
the
alarm
of
the
overwhelming
onslaught.
Deep
Gaps
do
open,
devouring
the
dead.
Horribly
distorted
faces
leaking
Decay.
No
conflict
resolution,
no
bond
to
fix
the
fault
lines.
Take
The
breath
from
the
Earth.
And
again
and
again
the
clouds
will
come.
Split
the
sky,
consume
the
drowning
horizon.
Fire
red
as
it
flashes,
But
does
not
thunder.
Embrace
the
hour
of
devastation.
Bringer
of
war.
Take
the
breath
from
the
Earth.
Bringer
of
war.
Take
the
breath
from
The
Earth.
There
will
never
be
peace.
we
will
never
be
safe
again.
No
Conflict
resolution,
no
bond
to
fix
the
fault
lines.
Take
the
breath
From
the
Earth.
No
history
to
tell,
no
legacy
to
leave
behind,
no
Future
generation.
Take
the
breath
from
the
Earth.
Funeral
for
a
Failing
race.
A
mass
of
graves
where
the
soil
bleeds.
Reborn
from
the
Rotted
caskets.
This
is
the
harvest
of
the
human
seed.
The
Earth
is
a
Corpse
field.
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