Nascency

Fabricate a way for us to sustain

And obtain the truth in our hearts.

For every life, and every breath i take is

Knocking countries off the map.

Stuck in the swamps that claim thousands of lives,

Pinpointing each and every flaw.

This fabrication is far too bitter to be flawless

This indentation is far to foolish to be broken

And now our vision is blurred of what is humane

Starved from the guilt and disgust just so that you can sustain.

Our guiltly consciouses have nothing on the lives we've claimed

We're better broken then by your side x2

Suck up your resources until you finally get your fill.

Your bones are breaking one by one untill you feel your guilt.

Force fed until we understand, your immoral antics

Have them feeding from your hand (2x)

Counterfiet disguises that you carry on to hide this this crisis.

And now you want to plea.