Infection of the Times Lyrics


The doors are all locked

And the wolves surround

As blood soaks the streets

Of this begotten land

Where millions will clash, alone in despair

With nothing but spite for brother and man

The pews are all empty now

And the factories have closed their doors

The dead eat the walking wounded

And the battle flag is raised

For civil war... total war

Distress and ire

This infection breeds

With consequences dire

A malformed modernity

Devastation sweeps the homeland

How could we have let it come?

The sovereign's sacrifice their children

For a chaos-nation overrun

Distress and ire

This infection breeds

With consequences dire

A malformed modernity

Infected with avarice, life declines

The brokers of peace are trampled and bled

As leaders and masters, fled for their lives

Rising from ashes we challenge their laws

And embrace the life they've always denied