Harvesting the fuel of infection, death stands before us. Slaves
of the modern day, serving doom till our sentence. Wastelands of unwanted
supremacy. Rotting lairs of a scorn empire. Weve been abandoned, been fooled
into perfecting the lives of The Few. Now theyve vanished, and were left with
nothing but disgust. Behold the terror of dysfunction. Working our way to
honor, shaping our future. Dismantling our mindless efforts. We all believed
the myths, the fiction. Crumbling under the weight of absurdity. Weve been
lead to being thoughtless and to live a life without thinking about or doubting
a single leader. Nows too late.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
