Paroles de A Whore D'oeuvre Macabre

This barren wasteland, your utopia has died Consumed by greed and lust This is our final absolution, erased and burnt This barren wasteland, a mere memory Testament of failure and defeat This is our final absolution, a hypocritical creed Under rorulent soil, a mere bag of bones Complete exsanguination of the human race A pile of crud, nothing but walking dung Complete excoriation of the human farce Testimony of acrimony Self loathing and absolute greed Testimony of misanthropy A manifesto of utter envy This is our final solution Man creates - man destroys So is the way of the world Man hates - man abhors Recreation for the fallen one Under rorulent soil, a mere bag of bones Complete exsanguination of the human race A pile of crud, nothing but walking dung Complete excoriation of the human farce Testimony of acrimony Self loathing absolute greed Testimony of misanthropy A manifesto of utter envy Ruins of man - a utopia in ruin This barren wasteland, a mere memory Testament of failure and defeat This is our final absolution, a hypocritical creed All we are - what we are Parasites tearing the world apart The final absolution A zero tolerance solution Parasites tearing the world apart