Vulcans Children by The Hidden Hand Lyrics

Stones thrown from the sling of god | trailsburning | signs formed in the fields key to our learning warned of the swarm by our fathers | ignore with scorn, be slaughtered | dont rest your fate on the shifting plates crust turning | dont pin your hopes on kings and popes | theyre tails turning born from horn and vision formed in cosmic collision | iron stones like seeds are sown trailsburning | the sea it grows from shifting poles crust turning | ignored with scorn, clear warning | rock swords winged are swarming