Hear this, royals and peasants
Every woman and man
Tell each generation that comes
So all may understand
A swarm of consuming evil
Has cut and stripped every branch
A legion of locusts
Has invaded the land
Every field laid waste
Every joy is gone
Wretched. Impure. Lost
Infected heart. Sickened core
The light has now left my eyes
Curse the day I was born
This decay has entered my bones
And now I burn
I cannot un-see this
I will not un-feel it
I am a man of unclean lips
Of a people of unclean lips
Though hands are lifted up
They will not be seen
Though many prayers are offered
They will not be heard
My hands remain covered
With the blood of the innocent
Seething illness
Ruthless weakness
Grief so endless
Treachery
Treachery
Recognize this hideous truth
We feed our children on an atmosphere
Of deception and corruption
Our young raised into coldness and cruelty
Among parents who are, ourselves
Estranged from love
As we bind ourselves to transient vice
Dead fettered to living
In a union of souls
The strong shackled to foolish
Young bound to the old
All to delusion
All to decline
All to decomposition
All to demise
Jon Simpson - Come the Mourning Lyrics
Jon Simpson - Come the Mourning Lyrics
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Hear this, royals and peasants
Every woman and man
Tell each generation that comes
So all may understand
A swarm of consuming evil
Has cut and stripped every branch
A legion of locusts
Has invaded the land
Every field laid waste
Every joy is gone
Wretched. Impure. Lost
Infected heart. Sickened core
The light has now left my eyes
Curse the day I was born
This decay has entered my bones
And now I burn
I cannot un-see this
I will not un-feel it
I am a man of unclean lips
Of a people of unclean lips
Though hands are lifted up
They will not be seen
Though many prayers are offered
They will not be heard
My hands remain covered
With the blood of the innocent
Seething illness
Ruthless weakness
Grief so endless
Treachery
Treachery
Recognize this hideous truth
We feed our children on an atmosphere
Of deception and corruption
Our young raised into coldness and cruelty
Among parents who are, ourselves
Estranged from love
As we bind ourselves to transient vice
Dead fettered to living
In a union of souls
The strong shackled to foolish
Young bound to the old
All to delusion
All to decline
All to decomposition
All to demise
Every woman and man
Tell each generation that comes
So all may understand
A swarm of consuming evil
Has cut and stripped every branch
A legion of locusts
Has invaded the land
Every field laid waste
Every joy is gone
Wretched. Impure. Lost
Infected heart. Sickened core
The light has now left my eyes
Curse the day I was born
This decay has entered my bones
And now I burn
I cannot un-see this
I will not un-feel it
I am a man of unclean lips
Of a people of unclean lips
Though hands are lifted up
They will not be seen
Though many prayers are offered
They will not be heard
My hands remain covered
With the blood of the innocent
Seething illness
Ruthless weakness
Grief so endless
Treachery
Treachery
Recognize this hideous truth
We feed our children on an atmosphere
Of deception and corruption
Our young raised into coldness and cruelty
Among parents who are, ourselves
Estranged from love
As we bind ourselves to transient vice
Dead fettered to living
In a union of souls
The strong shackled to foolish
Young bound to the old
All to delusion
All to decline
All to decomposition
All to demise
Writer: Jon Simpson
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