Yrr

They are many
All is one
There's strength in numbers
The number one

Cry for mercy over
Bloody seas

Preserving their life means to sacrifice
Those wrecking riffs and melting ice

Time to pay back what we took

No more fishing
This kingdom's theirs

Plastic islands
Crude oil vomit
They return the filth we litter back into our homes
Feel the rage of stormy waters everywhere they roam
They roam
Roam

Get eaten by whales or get poisoned
Get drowned in waves high as skyscrapers

They rose up to gods
Create our fate

Poseidon has been killed his kingdom is 'bout to be saved
The bones of our old god are being carried to their grave
A seemingly almighty swarm of them deserves our praise
The storm is raging on

The enemy
Of all that lives
Of all that dies

Humanity
The enemy
Of All that lives
Of All that dies

Humanity
Wipe away
All that lives
All that dies

They return the filth we litter back into our graves
Nature will regrow and survive our disfigurement

They return the filth we litter back into our graves
Nature will regrow and survive our disfigurement

They are many
All is one
There's strength in numbers
The number one

Taking control
Fixing gods

They are many
All is one
There's strength in numbers
The number one

Taking control
Fixing gods mistake
Mistake



Credits
Writer(s): Jan Biedermann
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