Dried out beings we are, deprived of all dear we had. Emptied from inside, creeping larvæ, almost dead. Crawling, crawling slow, to nosh our human thirst. We sucked all blood of Mother Earth as we washed ourselves with dirt. Longing / When life is gone. Craving / A drop of blood. Yearning / To breathe again. Pining / Is it an end? Longing / When life is gone. Craving / A drop of blood. Yearning / To breathe again. Pining / Is it an end? Bloodless, lifeless ground, which welcomed all our dwells. We made it all ourselves. Self-sentenced to death. Why we reached this far, in butchering our own bride? As snakes in chest we bite, the mother of our child. On and on to satisfy our thirst and minds are blind, we lose control. We walk upon what is our purest soul, we’ve passed the line, we’ve lost control. With life we fed, with her life we fed. Ravenous haunting eyes, worshipping murder through the land, when the only desire is for blood, to please the human thirst. Cruel and hungry parasites, sucking energies from the soil, the pale and delicate skin of Planet Earth. With life we fed, with her life we fed. With life we fed, with her life we fed.