And to Posterity a Plague Lyrics

And to posterity we sent a plague.
Creating destruction - forging decay.

Who will ever grant us absolution.
For the crimes we commit?
Who will wash free our hands.
Fromt the blood that sticks with them?
The faceless screams of misery.
The catalogue of pain.
Should make the stones sweep.
You can't enlighten the mind without blackening your soul.

The faceless screams of misery.
The catalogue of pain.
Should make the stones sweep.

We should bear the fiercest grudge against the unjust.
Yet our wrath is choked.

And to prosperity we sent a plague.
Creating destruction - forging decay.
The silence is false.
The silenced are falsed.

You can't enlighten the mind without blackening your soul.