Diluvium from Oromet by Oromet

Tracklist

2.	Diluvium	11:31

Lyrics

Our last stand, in a frail spire

The churning sea swirls below,
swallowing all that we’ve made.
Our lungs choke on the ashes
of the fields that we watched burn.
Our time has come,
now we answer for our crimes.

We’ve sown barren land
with tainted, meager seed.
Any grain we may reap
shall be bitter indeed.
Barons hoard our future
in arks built by our hands,
While the boots we once licked
push us down into the sand.

When the rising tide lifts their boats
You and I will be left to drown with the rats.