Pity the Weak Lyrics

Album: Owsla

Fell down upon the realm of man

On a scorned mound

We erect another monolith

Buckled under its own ego

Another pillar of content

Another milestone of man

Pity the weak

We cry out in laughter

As trees are felled

How the mighty have fallen

We mock the roots

Parasitic ape;

Spills his black blood

Blotting out the sun

Wither to sallow flesh

saplings writhe where man is idle

an imperfect genocide

Erected upon weakened ground

Finally gave way

Toppled down (x2)