Bodies litter the street only the rich left to their demise Nothing to protect you as you wear your money as armor fucking worthless Nothing to protect you Hordes of undead 'peasants" forcing a bloodsoaked equality No more gods of the paper trail Money stacked, so did shame
Finally we feast The finest meat of all Your all just meat!
Consumption took us over And now so literal Flesh torn from living Only screams heard
This is the answer No more to learn
Infinite regression of a species with no resurrection Intellect is dead, no more light The lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
