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Suffocation

Epitaph Of The Credulous

 

Epitaph Of The Credulous

(album: Breeding The Spawn - 1993)


The servant of the higher power
Is summoned by the emptiness
Of the lost souls
With wings extended
It sweeps across the land
Looking for it's helpless victims

The young and old are it's prey
The ones not strong enough to survive

With blood dripping from it's talons and flesh
Between it fingers
It feast upon human prey

Fetuses decorated with blood
Wombs torn from their mothers
The beast has no feelings
It sees no remorse
And pities the hopeless

It's meal vast and plentiful
For there are many to feed upon
You see, there are too many
Who have no need to live
And something has to clean it up
It comes with no warning
And takes what is his

The old try to find their way through God
Yet they are following a lost cause
You see, in this world, he is God
No God can save you from him

The beast was called by your so called God
To clean up what has been
Destroyed by the race
That inhabits this planet

The beast is full and the weak
Are scattered among the litter and trash

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