The path of which Acedia becomes fertile Demolition is now reborn The vast obsession To network all minds into one mold One collection The path of which The prize is endless Glory is infinite Filth. hypocrisy Wrath. malice Vengeance Is programed in us all As drones built for war Our eyes, never intended for sight Enhanced by the sinister corruption The gift to envision a world obliged in dreams and fantasy Then watch it all burn down Start with the sky Set it ablaze Evolution falls into extinction Repetition Flesh will always decay Rot The natural course is crumbling We must now become machine The path of which All life grows dim Infiltrate and destroy Enhanced sinister corruption Mechanically decomposing the flesh, catastrophe complete Enhanced sinister corruption We are now part of this machine
Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums