Mammon’s Throne (Reap What You Sow) Songtext
von Mammon’s Throne

See our final resting place
In denial, man disgraced
Upon a throne of dirt and bone
What′s left to rule? Sand and stone!

Mighty Mammon, man's true face
Crumbling empire, failing race
Once up high, now below
Silent tomb world, nothing grows

All hope of promise falls away
Depths found only in the mind
And as surely as our flesh decays
The earth is left bereft of life


Falling from such heights you′ll find
You never did know your place
And with our great works in decline
Ground rousing up to meet your face

The blasted remains of this wretched earth

Salt the Earth
Cursed land
Avert your eyes
To withered hands

Your mortal toil, builds your graves
Flee for high land, no escape
Your quest of greed, now you're home
You kneel before...
Mammon's Throne!

Dawn of the end
Dawn of the end
Reap what you have sown
Reap what you have grown