Songtext von Killing Fields

Disgusting slaves procreate Outnumber masters 10 to 1 Spreading like the caustic flame Wandering plague, dissent among the wavering Humans, on the distant horizon lies their fate Devouring whole plantations, pillaged; stranglehold War of attrition for eternity Deplete their means to exact this wanton greed But the slimebrothers saw not their doom War begins, a maelstrom of suffering Blood congeals in translucent slime Under the beating sun, the fallen desiccate as one In death these ancient foes unite Invertalords call upon such vile forms As arachnids that creep across the redskyrock Centipedes from the teeming forests bleed Out from the barrows into fields of salt Descend the flying fiends, Vassals of greatfather’s power Marshalled as one, to drive man out The battle rages on in vain Unwinnable stalemate Speaking barbaric tongues to their cohorts on the flanks Morale is broken in our ranks The humans spring their final trap Their victory close at hand.. Failure, defeat, what seemed like victory Locked beneath in frost we sleep We won't sleep forever, we shall rise again Cloudbreak on the killing fields The light returns as dark receeds The dead ascend and slugs decay The dawn of mankinds finest day