Текст песни Cattle Decapitation The Product Alive

Violently passive consumer – vital statistic
A gear in a machine spinning out of control and ever ready to explode
The cemetery will carry on – with carrion, turned to ashes
The species will die the harder they try to control the masses

Itemized flesh – scanned inventory
A New Testament in greed
Taking count – humanity is the product
Ever expanding the marketplace, dissolving the commonwealth
Pandemic – the damnation, epic

If this is the answer, then count me out.
Humanity is the cancer, and I want out.

Dead monolith – towering cesspool of Babel
Dreams of tyrants – the product alive

Excessive commodity – dominant ideology
Self-destructive machine spinning out of control and ever ready to implode
The cemetery will carry on – with carrion, turned to ashes
The species will die the harder they try to control the masses

I walked inside the monolith
In plastic I was reborn

If this is the answer, then count me out.
Humanity is the cancer, and I want out.

Dead monolith – towering cesspool of babel!
Dreams of tyrants – the product alive

Текст добавил sashabortnik23 17.5.2012 16:38

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