(At the hands of humanity, we are left with just debris)
And this forsaken hell hole
Forsaken hell hole
Hope is a hallucination
We stray further away from God
Knowing they could care less to know
Their rights from wrongs
Womb of corruption swallow us whole
This fucking place reeks of death
And we are the mold
Oh, we are the mold
Tear the sky open with black hellfire
The Sun is now a wound in the sky
A dying ember flickering behind
The ground splits open into
A gaping maze of carcasses
At the hands of humanity
We are left with just debris
Eclipse the Sun with death and rust
Hell is right in front of us
No mask, no disguise
A crawling contagion seeping
From lidless eyes
Howl at the void, beg for the end
Every breath is a disease
And the air won't mend
Suffocate in the womb
Of your own fucking corruption
We're the fucking mold
Nothing worth saving
Suffocate in the womb of corruption
We are the mold
At the hands of humanity
We are left with just debris
Eclipse the Sun with death and rust
Hell is right in front of us
Hope is a hallucination
And this is our tomb
A festering scream
From the wasteland womb
From the wasteland womb
The plague we birthed digs its blade
Into the dead skin of every living thing
As the festering maggots tear
Through your weak porcelain skin
Seeping into the cracks of hell
A legacy of landfill
Rotting in the earth's misery
A helpless scream from the wasteland womb