Scorched Earth Lyrics

Fire devours the land
Pestilence spreads
Across an ashen waste
Leaving nothing
But dust

Our earth is scorched
Swaddled in conflagration
Searing all eyes
From scarcely glimpsing divine

We took the soil
Turning all to sand
A blackened land
Of once home

Clay in the hand
Are we any more than
Clay in the hand
Are we any more than
Dust

Dust of the earth
Born astride the grave
Now the leading instrument
In an anthem of flames

Choking life prances
In silver mirage
Seaking peace from civil slaughter

Clay in the hand
Are we any more than
Clay in the hand
Are we any more than

Fresh born eyes looking out
Coal trees
Emerging emerald
Could our shame be enough
To bury us