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To The Grave

Wastage

 

Wastage

(album: Epilogue - 2021)


Wastage

I see weakness, I see pathetic excuses
I see a misplaced pride in being a human
A species hell-bent on delusion
I see weakness, I hear pathetic excuses
I see a misplaced pride in being a human
Walking advertisements for abortion, hang your heads in shame
My hatred for you, above all
It knows no bounds and it grows every nightfall
If I got close enough I'd gladly gut them all
Spill their blood and paint red these white walls
Oh shit, you cunts are repulsive
You've gotten on my nerves in case you hadn't noticed
There's not a single thing to be proud of, stop the celebrations
I've lost my patience with the disgrace that stops the nation
You're nothing but oxygen wasted

If you're not listening then read my lips
I hope you know that you make me sick
If they could form a religion
We'd be the devil to them

Disdain for the human race
For the fucking mess that it makes
Let's see you place your bets with broken necks, you selfish vermin
You selfish animals
A firing squad waits beyond the finish line
Tendons slashed and forced to run the race
This is where morality goes to die
Are you not entertained?
Exterminate human beings
And then we may achieve world peace

If you're not listening then read my lips
I hope you know that you make me fucking sick
The silver platter life was handed to you on
Shoved down your throat and thrown where you belong

Frustration is an understatement
You'll die feeling humiliated, fuck you all

Don't try to comfort me, I'm allergic to human beings
Firing into the crowd, just give me room to fucking breathe

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