Rot (Live In London, UK) Northlane

So cold, my soul's numb
Like an icy breeze on solstice morning
The worst enemy’s one that’s homegrown
This is more than just a faceless warning

Don't let the world rot
Don't let the world rot
Hanging by a thread, they just putrefy
Our blood, our birth, our sky
And we will not stand by
Don't let the world rot

So warm the sun burns my soul
Like the fossils in the earth, they take my breath

Black blood bleeding heart filled stone
Take the power away from the hands of death

A web of minds connected

Take purpose, take action
Cause a reaction
Entangle the spiders
Make sense of this mess
A mind at large
Is a power they can’t repress