Stormshield Lyrics - Nasum

Standing so close to the edge 

Pumping more until they burst 

The only thing not being done 

Is getting these bridges burned 

Still sowing seeds of hate 

Growing nicely in the weak 

While preparing for the terror 

That is yet to be unleashed 

With your gums oiled and greased 

And your biggest smile in place 

Your role is that one of a priest 

To convert them all with haste 

Still sowing seeds of hate 

Growing nicely in the weak 

While preparing for the terror 

That is yet to be unleashed