Bring forth extinction
The horror, the fear
No way out
Slammed shut
Nails and screws forced through it
In a world post post-human decline
This is the only outcome
Our foundation
Built on the shoulders of liars
Now covered in ashes and facing the end
Mantra: kill! Kill! Kill!
Answer to no one
Shedding the old skin
After the fall bask in what you've created
Rampant hate empowering the machine
This is our foreign trade
Weapons and certain death
This is the world we deserve
Rotten right down to the core
This has all fallen to the only option
Clear the board. Start again