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"Plague of the Race" (Verse 1) Out on the plains where the dust meets the sky, Humanity’s runnin’, but we’re livin’ a lie, A virus in boots, spreadin’ plague through the land, Tearin’ up the earth with our greedy ol’ hands. Fields turn to ash, rivers choke on our sin, Selfishness carved where the good shoulda been, I look to the heavens, whisper, “Lord, what’s the deal? Are we your mistake, or a wound you can’t heal?” (Chorus) We’re the plague, yeah, the human race, Runnin’ wild, leavin’ scars in our trace, Future’s bleedin’, kids caught in the fray, Diseased by the choices that we made today. God up above, is He cruel or kind? Can’t wrap my head ‘round the grand design, Good or bad, He can’t wear both crowns, Humanity’s fallin’, and we’re draggin’ it down. (Verse 2) Granddaddy’s Bible sits dusty on the shelf, Says love thy neighbor, but we love ourselves, Cities rise high, but the soul’s sinkin’ low, Plantin’ seeds of ruin where the wildflowers grow. Kids down the line, they’ll inherit our curse, A world full of fever, and it’s only gettin’ worse, I strum this guitar, prayin’ hope ain’t a ghost, But the devil’s in the mirror, and he’s stealin’ the most. (Chorus) We’re the plague, yeah, the human race, Runnin’ wild, leavin’ scars in our trace, Future’s bleedin’, kids caught in the fray, Diseased by the choices that we made today. God up above, is He cruel or kind? Can’t wrap my head ‘round the grand design, Good or bad, He can’t wear both crowns, Humanity’s fallin’, and we’re draggin’ it down. (Bridge) Is God sittin’ silent, watchin’ us decay? Or smilin’ through the storm in some mysterious way? He can’t be the villain and the savior we chase, Maybe the plague’s just the mask on our face. Selfish to the bone, yeah, we hoard and we take, Leavin’ crumbs for the young while the earth starts to break, I’m worried for tomorrow, them babies unborn, Caught in the wreckage of a world we’ve torn. (Outro) So here’s my song ‘neath the wide-open sky, A prayer for the livin’, and a tear for the why, Humanity’s a virus, a plague with a grin, God’s lookin’ down—wonder where we begin. Future’s a shadow, diseased and unclear, Selfishness echoes, it’s all we hold dear, Good or bad, Lord, I’ll never quite know, But the plague keeps on spreadin’ where the wild winds blow.
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"Plague of the Race" (Verse 1) Out on the plains where the dust meets the sky, Humanity’s runnin’, but we’re livin’ a lie, A virus in boots, spreadin’ plague through the land, Tearin’ up the earth with our greedy ol’ hands. Fields turn to ash, rivers choke on our sin, Selfishness carved where the good shoulda been, I look to the heavens, whisper, “Lord, what’s the deal? Are we your mistake, or a wound you can’t heal?” (Chorus) We’re the plague, yeah, the human race, Runnin’ wild, leavin’ scars in our trace, Future’s bleedin’, kids caught in the fray, Diseased by the choices that we made today. God up above, is He cruel or kind? Can’t wrap my head ‘round the grand design, Good or bad, He can’t wear both crowns, Humanity’s fallin’, and we’re draggin’ it down. (Verse 2) Granddaddy’s Bible sits dusty on the shelf, Says love thy neighbor, but we love ourselves, Cities rise high, but the soul’s sinkin’ low, Plantin’ seeds of ruin where the wildflowers grow. Kids down the line, they’ll inherit our curse, A world full of fever, and it’s only gettin’ worse, I strum this guitar, prayin’ hope ain’t a ghost, But the devil’s in the mirror, and he’s stealin’ the most. (Chorus) We’re the plague, yeah, the human race, Runnin’ wild, leavin’ scars in our trace, Future’s bleedin’, kids caught in the fray, Diseased by the choices that we made today. God up above, is He cruel or kind? Can’t wrap my head ‘round the grand design, Good or bad, He can’t wear both crowns, Humanity’s fallin’, and we’re draggin’ it down. (Bridge) Is God sittin’ silent, watchin’ us decay? Or smilin’ through the storm in some mysterious way? He can’t be the villain and the savior we chase, Maybe the plague’s just the mask on our face. Selfish to the bone, yeah, we hoard and we take, Leavin’ crumbs for the young while the earth starts to break, I’m worried for tomorrow, them babies unborn, Caught in the wreckage of a world we’ve torn. (Outro) So here’s my song ‘neath the wide-open sky, A prayer for the livin’, and a tear for the why, Humanity’s a virus, a plague with a grin, God’s lookin’ down—wonder where we begin. Future’s a shadow, diseased and unclear, Selfishness echoes, it’s all we hold dear, Good or bad, Lord, I’ll never quite know, But the plague keeps on spreadin’ where the wild winds blow.