L'art De Guillotiner Les Procréateurs

Bury your gods
It lives in us
Infecting all we touch
The venom of the world serpent

Cancerous compulsion to kill
Tie the noose around your neck
And do the serpents will
No hope no love no joy
Just the voice in your veins
You were built to destroy

Dead dreams, dead hearts, dead memories
New wars, new drugs, same misery
I sold my soul to fill the void in me
A hollow vessel for the entropy
The serpent's tongue unfurls
He marries you to a dying world

Whispers retching from the serpents head
Give me your poor and sick; I will devour them
Noxious gas to murder the masses
Pay me for your poison
I'll give you death and taxes

Born bent to violence
Our inheritance is doom
Tie a knot in the umbilical noose
And hang me in the fucking womb

All the cruel things done to me
All the pain that I left in my wake
It keeps me up and I can't help but question
Was human life a fucking mistake?

Dead dreams, dead hearts, dead memories
New wars, new drugs, same misery
I sold my soul to fill the void in me
A hollow vessel for the entropy
The serpent's tongue unfurls
He marries you to a dying world

Wretched is mankind
War makers, conmen and the like
Wretched is that snake
Who's will sloughs inside of my veins
We are all the same

We are all destined for doom
So just hang me in the fucking womb
We are all destined for doom
So just hang me in the fucking womb



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Filippone
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