Split the Earth Songtext
von Mothman

Pack mentality, fear drives the herd
The deaf leading the blind
We cut out our tongues for aimless words and are mute when the thick yields poison fruit
Talk to the clouds to remain astute


It′s coming undone
I'm becoming unnerved
Send down your wrath and split the Earth

They will boast of progress but nothing will get better
Nothing will change
They will bleed towards the light
But darkness seeps through
They will cry remedy for which there is no cure

Pray
Harder