Headlines And Death Tolls by Embrace The End Lyrics

As the mother coughs up blood the wide eyed children encircle
Paint  the walls with the blood of innocence
You  wear the execution mask
Intent on the preservation of your worthless way of life
Be fruitful
Multiply 
The  minds of our young are rotting in the sun
Our lives decompose on the vine
The  ghost of our culture will haunt this earth forever
With heavy hearts we march hand in hand