Text písně After Me, The Flood: Speculations Phobias

Speculations Phobias


A crack in the surface of human nature is crumbling the ground below me
What I'm seeing can't be real
An unbelievable hoard of corruption in a place we call secure
What the fuck have we all come to?
Ripping at each others' throats
The biting of tongues are making everyone's mouths' bleed
No one is coming to save us from ourselves
Seems like we are running in circles, this is a never-ending cycle
Careless ignorance Where has the conscience mind gone?
Slowly we sink, civilization drowns
This world is not our home
Disappointed, people won't go empty handed
Here is the resting place of humanity
Here is humanity, it ended in selfishness







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