Death I Am - Conceiving Тексты

This conception begs for an audience to fulfill its purpose
Crowds defiant in selfishness, all fools living in dreamland

Fantasies control your lives, delusional at best.
Ideals send you farther down to be buried alive
Suffocating inside, clawing at your casket
purity betrayed, poisoned with that bastards seed
more willing to look the other way...

Ahh...this hell brings me power

Humans shall ruin this with negligence
Perverting sacred trust with hate

I want to bleed at the center of the pyramid
reaching for the
sun bleached point

In the end drowning like the rest
thought ourselves so far above nature
overcome and blind from narcissism
just running away

Frozen with disgust I try and swallow
beaten down with this human arrogance
A billion prophets preaching the end
These things should not be left to the imagination, Chaos and death
Seeking devastation in the mind, the throngs want blood
sacrificial and sociological.
Exhilaration with every spine snapping moment
Humans embody irony begging for mass extinction
spitting in the face of nature expecting no recourse.
Numb again to those who suffer, pity, the poor mans agony
spreads like brushfire caught in the wind
slowly he loses will

You're reading the end, all you wish to come
by mans design shall come the fall
It is a setback for civilization to slice its own throat
Beg of the earth for forgiveness, but to no god
This undoing is finally yours through the destructive
hand of a madmans mind,
the circle now complete
Fire in the eyes overlooking grinding flesh
Bide this peaceful time, enjoy ash-free air
drink from clean wells, bask in our gentle sun
Disruption will occur, but not at our convenience.
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