Apocalypse Incarnate 歌词

Suffering will rupture mankind The weight of the world is on the shoulders of conception The prophecy has begun Passed down from father to son The end of the world is upon us Mankind will be lost Chaos will befall the world All that is and ever was Returns to the dust from whence it came There will be no rising from the ashes There will be no reprieve No matter how much you believe in your cesspit of a promised land This will not be your fate The reign of your God is at an end This is the reign of the conceived The process of purification Indiscriminate slaughter of a subspecies Mercilessly erasing the very essence Of their existence There is no limit to my contempt Through the eons they Cripple their capacity for logic Hindering their ability to evolve And so reserve their place as the missing link There will be no mercy There will be no trace There will be no end to the cleansing of the earth There will be no end to the demise of all life Of all life Mankind will suffer, spawning legions of walking undead Begging forgiveness Repent, this is the end Now pray as you suffocate in your man-made constraints Beneath these tortured skies Their mutilated bodies fertilize this newborn land Pray to your God