walking flesh, routing bodies mindless food for the lions harvest the men from the fields kill the flame that keeps us burning
the vanguard of excessive humanity let me feel free juggernauts of all that is rotten let me feel ease
the time of torment is here exiled from life, we turn to death for all we know he is all and the one to never turn away
open yourselves to the coming storm feel the torrent rip and pull the excessive surge of pain no water but flesh and blood will rain
you are the neverborn you, the walking vermin you, the torn you are the perpetual plague
we are humanity we are the world and when we die you die with us
floating cyanide souls we are trapped in a lingering existence consuming ourselves with fear burning with anguish
a part of you aching to die another struggling to live this relentless inner war will keep the plague walking
force fed with grime and pride he walks this way, this earth and when he turns to sand another golem is summoned
delay my path to grace void the concept of this now hold my time to prove myself and bring forth my executioner
the fierce creator of life will set and when he sets he shall shroud the world encrypt the universe kill us, the plague
and when this sequence is complete another awaits, another dream wake up so you may sleep again
far in the distance another Utopia's rising the future is recovering from its passed fall from graceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
