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Humanic Disease

from Serpent Empire by VenomSpreader

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Imagine that, from the moment you were born I had planned your execution
Value of life, if not human nothing more than pick and choose exclusions
Dead at birth, sacrificed from the start but mortal vessels have yet to expire
Circle of life, weeks and months at a time lifespans unnatural mother nature the liar

FUCK!

Where's God now?
We are God, and given God's consent we've manufactured this man-made hell.
Production screams murder factories to frozen isles
Function complete, and all you had to do was die
A hell for man, but not for man
All hell is man, but not for man

No, this can't be right, perhaps we went awry somewhere in these calculations
To feel this way, is not the way, since when is something that should be cherished?
No it was never enough to be the greatest thing since sliced bread
Everyone else had to be made lesser, sliced up and on bread

It should be only humans
Dying from humanic disease
Don't feel for them, they're helpless,
Feed on them
They're not us, they don't look like us

And only after your body is crippled by sickness will you meet the end

The ire I feel for what's transpired in this mire of death
You dub the killing floor climbs higher than Everest
Terror's flavor bitters your tongue, blood rusts metallic like iron
Seasoned and cooked in fire until the corpse is desired
Bodies, fuck your euphemisms
For once, can't we just face the facts and call things what they are?
Flesh of innocents tortured, murdered and burned
Worth nothing more than fuel to all you bottomless tombs

Hate for you takers of life
I've seen the reaper in all of your eyes
Scythe blade re-forged
Death dealt with fork and knife
No remorse as you gorge to bursting, course after courses
Numbers don't lie, you takers of life
And my math says that with you dead instead there’s be far less corpses

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from Serpent Empire, released June 12, 2018

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