Arbor Atlantic - Amala Lyrics

Come on you dogs, put your backs into it
Row (row, row)
Salvation is at hand; I can see her very leaves
Row (row, row)
Men, which one among you would care to end this war
I know I'm not alone (row, row)
We've got the tools and the means to bring them to their knees
Their end is coming row by row (row, row)
And what they saw was not a sight for weary sails
Amid the sand a warning wrought with fresh entrails
Nary a light but the sight of the burning
Branches yearning
Strip it bare, just another limb to silence
Her skin we must acquire, and our axes know how
Rip, tear, burn
We don't need to justify this violence
With god on our side they'll meet their end
Da oma akaÿ tēriasÿis
(Who are these scared people?)
Sele kuria namāseÿ naso'ānas
(They attack death itself without caution)
Råhas yavīa seleÿ namāwu rēna
(The wind will watch their corpses burn)
Y valabrūmda tēraÿ emhāwu
(And fill the lungs of the earth)
Men, which one among you is frightened by these words?
Pay them heed no more (bore, score)
We've got the perfect machines to take all that we please
Their end is coming blow by blow (more, more)
And what they sought was not a cautionary tale
The morning sun masked the light of those impaled
Barely alive their eyes give a warning
Branches stirring
Strip it bare, just another limb to silence
Her skin we must acquire, and our axes know how
Rip, tear, burn
We don't need to justify this violence
With god on our side they'll meet their end
Take them to the Grove Triumvirate to stand accused
Our very flesh they sought with which they'll be infused
Siphon their eyes
Affix them to branches
Light the pyre
Ravage their bones 'til they no longer own them
Chop them and burn them alive
A face for their poems that is carved from their own skin
Chop them and burn them alive
Set them alight like insignificant parchment
Chop them and burn them alive
And watch as the horizon grays