Destruction for our personal gain

Conceited by so called advance

Though our lives are torn apart

For all that's left is dust in air


Sucked dry by parasites for far too long

The time has come to make a stand


I'll never live this way with such desire

Consuming you with no respite

There's nothing left

What will you ever achieve by these means

You would see the truth from the gutter


From this man made hell

We are born to suffer

I now wish you dead

With all I muster

Can you feel the crushing grind

Of this pathetic existence

You will...


Blinded by appaling truths

Thought left to fester

Death scenes cloud my thoughts

My conscience so relentless

Wake up and realise the truth

You hate yourself and what

You have become


Our fate held in the balance of our greed

Left to us, left to us will tumble to decline