Masses Of Perdition 歌詞

Will I ever reach the upper levels of existence ? Death is the sentence That I give to this dull decaying world Extinction My promise of redemption Humanity A prey to chase Something better awaits Something ancient Yet something new Empty faces Reflections of an inner nothingness The farce of modernity Is getting onto its final act Weak fires still glow Meagre sources of light Casting shadows of greater structures Upon the walls of perdition Grab your fucking bible Your time has run out You cherish so much your empty lives Worry so hard for some lame concerns Deppresive electrons is all I see Ghosts playing life without much success Amongst the ruins Where the masses of perdition Mechanically multiply and breed In a desperate attempt to fill in the void The trumpets are being blown in the distance Depressive masses - the masses of perdition Your pathetic woe is soon to pass