The Brıdal Processıon - Shroud Of The End

Hey, passionate lover
All the lies you fed yourself with along the years
Your naivety is pathetic

Face the evidence, that there's no solution

Theres no place for love in such a declining situation
Feelings mean nothing when its about our own end

We are only humans in the end
Forging ourselves in lies and hypocrisy

We are beasts pretending to be the dominating breed
When we are nothing more than fucking scum
Your death will be the end of everything
Stop dreaming about rotting hand in hand

We received everything on a silver salver Resources, brains and capacity to express feelings
Evolution is rusting just like our integrity

Whatever created everyone of us
Made the biggest mistake of all time
By inserting malice into its creation

This will never be the same
Now that the countdown is over
Our meaningless existances are reduced to dust

Reduced to dust

Religions, Passions, everything you believed in
Is nothing more than a memory

Memory.