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