Social Grace

Fell from grace
Lives a waste
Utter distaste
For the human race

With no glory
We staked our claim
An earth that hates us
We are to blame

Like rats upon rot
Feasting on festered flesh
Picked clean, the bones of Terra
God's seed is threshed



Credits
Writer(s): Brenner Moate, Dustin Eagan, Elizabeth Gienger, Ian Hennessey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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