Darkane - Vision of Degradation


Born in filth, no future in sight 
Living of nothing 
What chances for survival exists? 
Is this the way to live? 

Death is a choice 
Walk among zombies of everyday life 
Each day is a war against starvation 
Leftovers is the bliss of the day 

Hail the god of transparent life 
Hail the god that rules the weak 
Hail the god, see through the waste 
Hail the god, degradation is the way 

Razor void crumbles inside 
Curves flatter the spine 
The surrounding people express their hate 
No warmth, no compassion 

A never-ending battle each day 
Enslaved, compiled, degraded 
Empowered by the paper thin ruler 
Hail thee for no demise 

The god of transparent living 
Takes away all visions of life 

Chemical indulgence 
Master of all misery 
Imprisoned by the lord of deceit 
Entwined in a world of chaos 

Enslaved, compiled, degraded 
Death is a choice 
Hail thee for no demise 
Leftovers is the bliss of the day

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