歌词
The corpse of this world
Nothing more than what was foretold
Just death
Rubble and cold
And cold
The chewing of flesh
The cracking of bones
The tears absorbed by the soil
The screams that echo no more
No more
In billions chained to each other
Marching on friendly remains
Forced to work through pain
Stripped of their names
Their new name is slaves
The beating of hammers
The cracking of whips
Endless reminders
That rest is a luxury
They will not know
Not know
The ones who can't keep up
Get eaten on the spot
On the spot
As a proof that
There always be worse
Be worse
So they keep working
Night and day
On this machinery
A corruption never seen
Creation of a godly fiend
Apex apex apex apex
Apex apex apex apex
Apex apex apex apex
The corpse of this world
Nothing more than what
Was foretold
Just death
Rubble and cold
And cold
The chewing of flesh
The cracking of bones
The tears absorbed by the soil
The screams that echo no more
No more