Gothic Metal / Gothic Rock

Lyrics

A man conceives
To work the earth
He takes the seed
Into the fields
He amends the ground
He wants to feed
His hungry child
He takes the gift
Into his arms
Contemplating life

It's really sad to know
Conflicting still
The drought kills
In Africa
Their broken souls
Can cut inside
But no one cares
About it
They ask for help
That never arrives
It coincides
With open grounds
To go insane

The few that walk
Along this path
Will always say
They understand
But ignore the past
To speak of brief equality
Can only start hostility
Oh god have they lost
Their faith

Predacious nation
Nobody's satisfied
Till they seize to live
When the hunger
Plunders their pride

If they proclaim
They will condole
It's just to build
What they control
Castles made of sand
A stylish way to
Past the time
Obscurity to redesign
Solid ground for blood