The Gardeners Of Eden
Falling from grace forever
Damning the human race
A parable amongst mortals
For we were damned from the start
Mass creators of population
Yet destroyers of civilization
With piss and bile
Coursing through veins that flood an ashen heart
God damned this world
That is if God exists
God hates this world
Left his son tied to a stick?
God as sadist
This is the portrait you paint
God is within and we ruin everything
We ruin everything.
Slow death in the garden
Unnatural selection
Sodomy unwillingly of everything
Our debts will never be paid
Our mark left unerased
The sand of time now a suffocating desert
Devoid of color
Grey matter produces greyer skies
The will to power, a suicide
Leave no trace
Eliminate the human race
Killers
Murderers
Civilians
The gardeners of eden
Wreckers
Ruiners
Terrorists
Addicted to death
God damned this world
That is if God exists
God hates this world
Left his son tied to a stick?
God as sadist
This is the portrait you paint
God is within and we ruin everything
We ruin everything
Leave no trace
Eliminate the human race