Abysmal Sentence
Brutality, damage, ruin
Elements of everyday, sustenance for man
Fattens excessively of unfounded lies
All beholding their madness
Making them dogmas for this life
This is the end of humanity
We're hollow beings in sick containers
Hatred and cruelty
Rapture these days
Prays of immortality bathed in satire
The hordes of gray creatures waiting for their next command
Like a meek animal longing for carrion
For it's unending starve, they are hollow beings
Cultivate destruction of man
Honor the savage cult
Of glory to Mars
This bloodbath brakes mankind
Dead, dead, dead
All this images are our bread
All that blood our wine
The superfluity cultivates the earth and harvest the sour vine |
