Man Unkind – D.R.I. – letras

SADDER THAN ANY SONG I’VE SUNGIS GROWING OLD OR DYING YOUNGTHIS EARTH IS A GRAVE, ROUND AND GREENA TOMB ON SORROW WHICH I’VE SEENA MASSIVE FIELD WE WANDER THROUGHGREAT SKY ABOVE, VAST AND BLUEDEATH MAY COME IN A DAY OR TWOWHETHER OR NOT I’M FALSE OR TRUECHORUS: 2xMAN WITHOUT AN ANSWERLIKE A BIRD WITH BROKEN WINGWRAPPED UP IN HIS MISERYFORGETTING HOW TO SINGSTRAIGHT FROM THE STRETCHED-OUT WOMB OF SINTHE HORRID FIRE BOMBS WILL FALLHERE IS HOPE FOR PRIESTS AND PREACHERSHERE IS HERESY FOR ALLSO, MAN UNKIND WILL PERISHIN A FINAL, FIERY BLAZEOR SUFFOCATE HIMSELF SLOWLYIN HIS SMOGGY, YELLOW HAZECHORUS: 4xTHE SUN SO SORE FROM MARCHINGTOWARDS THAT RECEDING WESTWHERE PITY NO LONGER GOVERNSWITH WISDOM AS HIS GUESTWILL RISE SOMEWHERE SOUTH OF EASTOUR SUN WILL RISE IN MOURNINGWISHING IT COULD QUENCH WITH TEARSTHE FIELDS AND SKIES ALL BURNINGCHORUS: 2x