Global Flatline lyrics

In this walking nightmare This life, an abominable revelation No flesh shall quench my impulses to kill Mouldy muliebral textures i relentlessly crave This final absolution i grand the human race Revel in a purulent bliss, a goregasmic pit Pathetic meaningless lives, zealots in a rotting cesspool This is the end of all flesh Cataclismic discharge of emotional decay A waste of breath and time, with the saw i extirpate A pathological nightmare or a deity's wrath, For man is disease and must be put down at last The world a canvas for me to corrupt - Rid this stinking earth of all that rots For all those i desecrate, for the corpuscles inanimate Merely a detrimental mass grave Global termination - for which man was born Genocidal salvation - aftermath forlorn Global termination - for which man was born Genocidal salvation - we are the end of the world In this walking nightmare This death, a prolonged rapture No flesh shall quench my impulses to kill The end of all life i relentlessly crave This final absolution i grant the human race