A Fluid I Belong To, An Epicure, Streangth From The Induldgent, I Extricate, True Exaserbation, An Anathema, This Is The Start Of What's To Come, With The Dying
a way, of life, are you for sale, or me? pain for price, commodified we are the last device, its all the fucking same world devolved, emotions are they dying
Flesh Consumption!!! Tearing Apart, Creating My Art, Molding The Parts From This Lifeless Lump, Stretchign The Face, That's Where I Start, (Twisting And
I Can Still Remember, That Night In Paris France, Enslaved Upon The Darkness, That Boiling Acid Bath, Bathing In His Sick Tub, Flooding With Entrails,
Let me in your mind Unholy procreation I give the gift of life Fuck your faith and doctrine I've no concern for lies In our dying embrace We coalesce
ever face, overcome by chemicals of lust inside the brain we don't need an answer, just someone to blame, a plague of human weakness spreads across a dying
We have the obligation, to direct your train of thought Showing what is prudent Just fulfilling the mandate going along with trendy disputes You prove
Forgetting promise made in the campaigns Voting down the line repeating all the talking points No desire to advance anything but stature Keeping up the
Technological pariah, daunting powerful adversary Always changing arsenal, means to match intimidation Taking advantage of the window of dominance Mesopotamia
Pursuit of a conflict Respecting no one The stance of the vicious Malicious bout, condemnation, brutal beat down Hostility, ferocious war, overwhelming
Criminal justice system of flaws Blatant corruption Repercussions, higher profit An addiction The obvious signs of guilt Sloppy investigation A bullshit
Faces the generation reduced to vacant stares Heads filled with TV static, buying its shallow lies Jaded passionless whores, raping the desires of all
Cold rage festers in my black earth, blind provoked by your hypocrisy Boastful menace vain disrespect, violent conflict is unavoidable Veins on fire with
The distortions of history, barriers from original truth Man-made distance, accounts of time fog TEMPORAL OBSCURITY, MISINFORMATION Fear and ignorance
Anxiety of treachery, wary of the interloper Never from the circle, the kindred you've confided in Always from the stranger, is what you would believe
Foreseen the future coming dismal, regret Selfish disposition, paybacks in order promptly Power, control the means of commerce, dictate Restrict those
Unweaving strands of failure Propagating the obscene Intentions gone asunder Tearing down the human facade (I will give life) Relentless pursuit of action
Provocation undeclared, like cowards they advance, attacking the unarmed Campaign of dishonor, calculated violence inflicted on civilians Narrow-minded