Paroles de Tormented

Through our procreating We are degenerating Into an evolutionary cesspool Filth breeding filth In a search for wealth We've abused our basic right to reproduce My indifference To your suffering Is Incomparable To the filth that you breed I am the crutch on which You depend You exist only when I reach out my hand You've beaten natural selection You won't beat me Life is a vise I can help you break free Just take my hand And you will see I am the end I am a plague I am judgement I am your dying day No one, can save you No one, can stop me