I turn feasts into mourning
And singing into weeping
I send famine through the land
And men search for a way to survive

Oh, starved to death...
With their last bit of strength
They will lay down on the dust
Just to die there

For this is what Thanis says about sons and fathers

"I will send the sword, famine
And the plagues against them
Until they are erased from this earth
I gave to them and their fathers"

Emaciated kids will sit around
Reeking and covered with flies
People will dry to skin and bones
Their bellies bloated by famine

Oh, starved to death...
With their last bit of strength
They will lay down on the dust
Just to die there

For this is what Thanis says about mothers and daughters

"I will send the sword, famine
And the plagues against them
Until they are erased from this earth
I gave to them and their fathers"

For this is what he says
No one can be saved
No plague or disease
Will spare this holy land