We pace the streets strewn over by decaying carcasses The pavement is covered in bile and blood Mirroring the monsters we became Humans succumbed to their vilest need The odious smell of drying entrails and defecations Annihilated our perception of any form of morality
We writhe, we, writhe in agony We'll never get used to our heinous survival
We, the final casualties of an absolute failure Drenched in destruction from day one
All we have left is patience All we have left is muck
We are the final generation of a disfigured world
Rivers, Engorged by viscera and human rests We're left to consume whoevers left, Earth boiling, Vapors consuming the weak When will this all end? When will, this all end?
Maggots awaiting their final batch of corpses Resistance is useless Dame nature will leave no trace Maggots awaiting their final batch of corpses Dame nature will leave no trace
All we have left is patience All we have left is muck We, the final casualties of an absolute failure All we have left, is patience, is muck.