LichLord - Die Abstammung | Текст песни

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• LichLord
• Die Abstammung

Genetic poison runs through our blood,
Inferior, Dystopian.
Human lineage, tainted interbred,
Nations crippling, flesh-sacks withering.
All is lost in the lineage of blood,
Human origin, crafted from the hands of gods.
Omnipotence, disgusted by the end,
Genetic coding, force a reboot.

Rotting fate, Metal destiny,
Dying flesh, rebirth cold and dead.
Titan cities, arm the reconversion,
True cleansing, crusade of Die Abstammung.

Heart of species, torn to their start,
Cleanse the impure, machines at war.
From their fleshy shells they are reborn,
Rebooted, a Pantheon of Mankind.
Mecha-Humans rising, Purging the world,
Cleansing the Lineage, Back to once before.
Non-believers burning,
Die Abstammung, arise as the Master-Race.

Bodies re-crafted,
Minds upgraded, purpose maintained.
Specimines blessed,
Pawns, the greatest legacy.
Ascending power,
Forward we rise, up into the skies.
History crafted,
Relentless tyranity, Immortal kingdom.

Genetic poison runs through our blood,
Inferior, Dystopian.
Human lineage, tainted interbred,
Nations crippling, fleshsacks withering.
All is lost in the lineage of blood,
Human origin, crafted from the hands of gods.
Omnipotentence, disgusted by the end,
Genetic coding, force a reboot.

Heart of species, torn to their start,
Cleanse the impure, machines at war.
From their fleshy shells they are reborn,
Rebooted, a Pantheon of Mankind.
Mecha-Humans rising, Purging the world,
Cleansing the Lineage, Back to once before.
Non-believers burning,
Die Abstammung, arise as the Master-Race.