Cenotaph (MX) - Lambs for Wolf's lyrics

No weapons on plastic hands The weapons are for the raiders Of the Black Oceans To blowout blasphemy Into the air, for the human race!! While some await The dawn We're trying To everlast In this night Holding Swords And iron peaks That belong to our Fists and souls Living-to hear violent symphonies Breathing-distorted harmonies Blackened minds and blasphemy While others are lambs Eaten by the wolfs eaten by the wolfs