Текст песни From the Carnival of Horrors The Wretched Planet

You are nothing but a buried hatchet of you father's past bracing and prolonging his name to its own timely death.
Wasting and using with no acknowledgment, of my own leech-like exterior.
Like a maggot completely blind to the shit we are facing and bringing to ourselves.
Only the faith in my own personal beliefs will slow the process of earth's complete eradication.
The brother's of earth staring in complete disbelief.
Only thinking it would hollow and collapsed by now.
I am ashamed to know that the future will look back on us and laugh, but the past would see us now and scare themselves to death.