As I bear witness to the landscapes before me It torments me like nails through my skull How I wish to see it all collapse unto itself This fragile world of man reduced to nothing...
Uproot the crop cast it straight to the pyre Salt the fields in which it grew Poison the future for humanity The reign of the weak now is through Distanced they are severed; they've become far removed from anything pure Forever alone, forever they'll rot Trapped evermore in a sea of cacophony
Fruits of the labours forever rotten Blackened blossoms in their orchards aflame Despite the fight, despite their struggles their beloved offspring are all born lame Futile efforts to mend the wounds are met with failure, devoid of substance Mankind's only hope has long been betrayed
Behold the power of death as the world about you fades to nothing Feel the cold grip of her frozen hands clenched upon your trembling soul The god of deceit and his kingdom of treachery shall perish in flames of ancient truths This is the end All once sacred, now worth nothing
The progenitor, poisoned is cast aside The tattered wretch raped, murdered, and burned Her decadent children lack any sign of remorse as they willingly suckle the mechanical whore Instincts to guide them down a path of power now Overgrown with the mold of corruption A breeding ground set for a hopeless future As they hail to their kingdom of the weak and the flawed...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
