Surrounded by infection. Increasing ma** forms our nation. Blind hordes create our demise. Succumbed by a worthless living. I'll never follow you into your herded lives. I said I'll never follow you into your unclean world, the dirt and selfish ways. A constant focal point to cloud and find a haze. What you fall is on is a falsehood of how time should pa** by. You fall in deeper following one another. Fake. Mindless reason pushed upon widespread volume. Fine line. Invisible exception. A burning sense of misconception. Fly high to forget your demons. Invite them in to be your leader. Sold. Feeling a blurring sense of motion. Forgetting whats important. Your living not just drifting. Insure our forward movement by breaking life's unwritten rules of how to respect ourselves and nature. k**ing our chances of survival. Step by step it's leading us to fade. Burnt. Forced down. A growing infestation. A deadly form of an outbreak poison. k**ing our civilization. Raped. A clearing image of what must be done. Our sickening culture is our dying home. A call to judgement on our days will gray. Form a recognition to pave a way for our deliverance from the unbeaten ways of primal man. A crush of all disease and foreign substance. Free our minds of unnatural thought. Above the fall of man is where I make my stand. It's how I live. It's where I make my stand.