Sitting high on the throne, holding dominion Of the kingdom animalia Screams the pauper, the upright walker The mammalian life stalker
Drawing lines in the sand, making absurdist demands Unable to understand life does not begin or end By the hands of homo-sapiens Something our mind cannot transcend From our humanoid disease To the genus species: human feces
Horror reflected on your face My composition a work of art Dead are your dreams of prospering For your fruition now turns to rot
To celebrate your soul's extortion As I gloat in your misfortune You brought this on yourself
Every human has a stake, every bone will bend and break And this world will go on without you Every human's DNA, strands of hate forever stay And this world will go on without you
Every human's bed is made, nightmares start when you awake And this world will go on without you Every human will forsake their own lives and their own fates And this world will go on without you
We brought this all on ourselves We'd be going to hell If it existed outside this life The hell we already earned
Where we perpetually burn The life you didn't know you yearned To the aether, you shall return This time for real, it is your turn Today, you're going to learnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.