Neaera - Black Tomb lyrics

A thousand holes One thousand spills Corporate corruption To end your will A wasted nature A grace that's choked A precious well Under a greedy spell Let your wrath boil Like the minds of sulphur Let your wrath boil Redeem your soil Like the minds of sulphur The nurturing womb Now a black tomb A casket of black A sea of regret A pain to neglect Let your wrath boil Avenge your soil The trail of life is cold A wasted nature A grace that's choked A precious well Under a greedy spell A green paradise An oil-plagued genocide A precious well Under a greedy spell Our teeth of profit Driven Right through your wealth A delta of violence Draining relevance