Pestilence - Synthetic Grotesque lyrics

Creating like a god With intentions not so pure Misfigured and left to rot Only leaving the strong to endure The Suffering in this experiment of life Consciousness pushed in on a genetic level Intelligence, the disease, cuts like a knife Inhuman greed releases a world of sin Collapsing of the cells Disintegrated, human failure Disposal, fragmentated, multiple hells It's Grotesque Synthetic Grotesque Mutant beings now aborted Still listed as being unborn Fetus cursed now to be exmortem Useless clone of life ripped and torn No limbs, no head and no heart Detaches anybody to feel any sorrow Experiments and real are worlds apart d**h and life happens tomorrow Collapsing of the cells Disintegrated, human failure Disposal, fragmentated, multiple hells It's Grotesque Synthetic Grotesque