The swelling of people dispelling our country.
The bullets are flying and bodies are dropping.
Depleting resources accepting the calling.
Compounding the forces and fueling falling.
Calling simple math.
Animal survival instinct engaged.
Plug in the numbers of simple math.
Continued depleted resources.
A human population explosion.
A world saturated with greed.
And crime crumpled social order.
Fall of man, impending doom.
Passing the ashes to our tomb.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
