Below کے بول

We cannot be stopped from changing who we are An aberrant liberation In a state decaying We are those who choose to lose Unfolding of a vision A convenient form of disguise Laying siege to others like a killer It appeals to the subconscious mind Grinding bodies under foot And raising them as dead Don't waste your life on me Cause I don't want to destroy you But I will below the landslide Below They're running amok In utter bliss We give not a thought to this As accepting a medium as was ever used A fertile plot Below the landslide Villages swept away Peasants die A fitting celebration of things gone awry The blow Comes in fast, delivering it's kiss The irony is not missed The thing about us not to misconstrue is that we self-destruct