Boris the Blade - Mortal Procession lyrics

These eyes have foreseen the end we will fall under our own creation the paths we've chosen and the misinformation we have believed. force feeding hollow minds will dawn the darkest day of man we are vermin spat from the womb of mother earth a walking miscarriage of flesh and bone. hail destroyer hail extinction bring forth our gruesome ending. this earth will rot to its core. a daunting retrospective of your beliefs. there will be no rapture - no salvation only eternal rot. darkness. the sky will fill with the smog of economic turmoil feeding money into dead idols icons of false hope. servants of extinction - moulded vessels of flesh we have brought this on our selves leading this heard of human cattle into a merciless slaughter no longer will I bare-witness to this endless design this is the funeral of man. darkness the sky will fill with the smog of economic turmoil feeding money into dead idols icons of false hope servants of extinction moulded vessels of flesh we have brought this on our selves leading this heard of human cattle into a merciless slaughter no longer will I bare-witness to this endless design