Sick...
Feeding this ill world with billion spawns.
Breeding mankind´s fall.
Exponential growth of misery,
Of starvation, of stillborn ones.

We spread on the edge of hope and despair
Until we dissolve in the cosmic void.

The amount of suffering,
The instinct of dying,
Our wretched reflection.
Without mercy we kill and reign
As disciples of downfall, forcing the end.

A billion dead eyes will stare at our fate.
Collapse of our kind.
We´ll turn this earth into a sphere of death.
Disastrous acts as we speak.

We dwell in the cold insignificance.
We reign as disciples of our downfall.

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