I hear these voices beckoning me
Every word a reminder
Why this hole in my heart is so large
Every breath, an anthem of anger

You're made to feel average
But to me, you're a deficit
I'll cut you open just to
Celebrate each word you bleed
You're made to feel in control
But to me, you're an animal
I'll cut you up and feed you
To your friends and family

This life we live, so despicable
I'd fill a million coffins to start anew
This life we live, so deplorable
I'd rather die in filth

In the streets, in the chapel
In the places we once called home
The living rot with a stench
I've never smelled before
They tear to pieces everyone
Left standing in their way
Mindless zombies feasting on
Society's decay

In the sewers, in the bunkers
In the places we now call home
The living struggle as the
Fecal horde grows and grows
A prophecy once foretold
Outlining the fall of man
Is now made flesh and blood

Like a tree reaching up to heaven, so, too, do our roots reach deep into hell
Deep enough for the sulphurous fumes to poison its fruit
We plummet to earth and our sour stench repels all but the lowly saprophytes
Who feast on us and die
We kill each other, we kill ourselves
The streets are littered with a million of us, dead
And from the blood-soaked fields, society is born anew
The Coprophecy reigns true!

Even the darkest pit has still darker corners
Areas so malevolent that good cannot escape unscathed
Even the brightest flames cannot illuminate us
So let us venture into the abyss, blind

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