Lyrics Shaman's Harvest

Shaman's Harvest

The Offering

We are the offering of your dead

We are the used to be mislead

We are the bastards

May you never take us home

Get in

Give in

Get in

Give in

Get in

Give in

Get in

Give in

It's prophesied the world will end

And culminate in fiery dust

There’s nothing left for those to come

Caesar will bring the fall out and

In an instance two deep breaths

Using quickly what is left

So put your back against the cliff

There’s naught but thin air to resist

We are the offering of the dead

We are the used to be mislead

We are the bastards

May you never take us home

So take precaution when we come

So make the best of all to some

Take your shot you'll be much better when we're gone

Get in

Give in

Get in

Give in

Get in

Give in

Get in

Give in

Now as they watch fires burning low

And hope resides in fading trust

Assimilate or be drawn in

Never could add the sum

I'll have an instant to take a breath

Using quickly what is left

So put your back against the fence

It's naught but thin air

We are the offering of the dead

We are the used to be mislead

We are the bastards

May you never take us home

So take precaution when we come

So make the best of all to some

Take your shot you'll be much better when we're gone

When we're gone