Thy Art Is Murder
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Naked and Cold

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Naked and Cold

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What have we done

Destroying every acre of our gift

One by one

Furthest from grace

There is no hand reaching down

It was never there

Because a God would never stand

For such a fucking disgrace

Carry the carcasses over the plains

To the mountains

Where we try to burn away the pain

In a massive grave

The solution is to hide the mistakes

But the problem remains ingrained

Let the necks of the bodies fall

And let our poor mothers cry

Don't mutter any pointless prayers

We don't deserve to repent

We deserve to die

Alone

The dead cry out

Naked and cold

Disconnected from the earth

We all die

We all die alone

Betrayed and broken

Universally flawed

Hopelessly sinking

Into the frozen thaw

Empty creations rooted out

From under our feet

We engorge on our failures

We toast to our defeat

Of all that we've made

We'd throw it all away

Together we decay

Oh humanity

What a shameful existence

If the world would stop spinning

I don't think I'd miss it

The dead cry out

Naked and cold

Disconnected from the earth

We all die

We all die alone

Betrayed and broken

Universally flawed

Hopelessly sinking

Into the frozen thaw

Shallow existence

We're only living cause we can't seem to leave

The hunger of power is the demon of man

He awaits in the dark to be fed by our hand

And the souls of our children

Won't quench the taste

We will all die together

With our heads on the plate

Oh humanity

What a shameful existence

If the world would stop spinning

I don't think I'd miss it

We don't deserve to be safe

We've earned the flames

Engulf my shell

And let the embers sail into space

Let the necks of the bodies fall

And let our poor mothers cry

Don't mutter any pointless prayers

We don't deserve to repent

We deserve to die alone

We all die

We all die alone

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