Ilsa - Man-Made Monsters lyrics

Miscreants, malfaisants Man made monsters Gather around, not for the breaking of bread But of hearts and bones To be eaten, essence absorbed Then expelled as other So as it was sh*t Shall it be dung Bring confidence back to my dreams Joyfullness of abundance Overflowing now but a myth Bring confidence back to my dream Wisdom of time, must our minds age As poorly as these bodies? Broken, beaten, and bruised Pulled apart, mulled And mеditated over Fetishеd relic of some hung Defeated man So let's hear the cheers For the death of the future And the razing of flesh Worms! Deep in the heart of the beast: Come! Sit at my left hand and feast!