I got a list of things I got to do
It starts with dismembering all of you
‘Cause when my day to day hate stays the same
And I wish for death for all who remain
In a world I thought I knew so well
In a hollow, mellow, evil shell
Where everyone works to earn their pay
For a few days off to remain insane
Comatose Neurosis
You’re one of those who wouldn’t dare oppose
The stalemate of your own time
And when you die, do you ask yourself why
You’ve built a life based on nothing?
In a dormant state of mind as you arrive
To the home of ghouls that lurk beneath the ground
In a make believe hell, known to all mankind
You’ll burn and fester in your on flesh
Smell the lard beneath your skin
Upon a pyre of your own damnation
Rotting as I grin
When you think about the life you lead
Does everything add up alright?
In the end did you achieve that much?
Than procreation
All the things you do for food
And for having a roof above your head
That you do it without contemplating why
Is just bloody mad
Fall back in line
Adapt, assimilate
And realize
You’re already dead!
The unending consumption
At the formless store of wasted lives
Where you buy what you need and
Never think twice
Never hesitate
Never question is this what is right for you
Does it all come down to resistance
To the nameless form devouring your soul
Awaken from thy slumber
Great dream smasher of conformity
I hail the midst this infected cyst
Of human mediocrisy
Come forth and kill!
The slumber will never last
It is time to succumb to the one
Who seeks to silence and kill the meak
As they inherit death at his feet