Masters have to serve.
Slaves must submit.
I will not return
In this world again.
It's too hard to know,
That we're all useless,
It's too short way down.
The planet's dying now.

Too much of dying.
Too much of deaths.
I cannot return
If I'm already dead.
The planet's dying,
The human's guilty.
There's nothing to
Save, it's too late.

Extinction, submission.
We're worms on corpse of the Earth.

On the planet Earth
I'm knee-deep in dead.
Phobias are predictable,
They are right in my head.
Wastelands of the Earth
Are spreading more and more,
Something invisible
Is about to reign.

Too much of dying.
Too much of deaths.
I cannot return
If I'm already dead.

Extinction, submission.
We're worms on corpse of the Earth.

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