Born prophet of the modern ideal In the name of more, behind the guise of good With your right hand you weave the illusion With your left you suffocate the world
Synthetic emotion, tool of your trade
Emotionless machine grinding on The anthive man celebrates "progress" Always discontent, never harmony Innocence suffers your blind greed
Consume, devour, exploit Reap the dead harvest Copy, reproduce, corrode Reap the dead harvest
When everything is exploited Raped, burned, defiled and sold All avenues ventured, path trodden You are still not content
Killing your own humanity You'll sell your soul with a hollow smile You brought your own destruction Paid in full with your life
Always discontent, never harmony Innocence suffers your blind greed
Consume, devour, exploit Reap the dead harvest Copy, reproduce, corrode Reap the dead harvest
Dead Consume, devour, exploit Harvest Dead Copy, reproduce, corrode Harvest
Dead Consume, devour, exploit Harvest Dead Copy, reproduce, corrode Harvest
Dead harvest Dead harvest Dead harvest Dead harvestTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
