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The Human Precipice
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The human precipice – depth without end
Is where your hearts confined – emotionless
You carry the weight – of 50 billion lifes
No burden for you - Rape and destroy
You tightened the net, so that it will break your fall
Just don’t look down – into the human precipice
You’re going your way with no regards
Just don’t look back – the human fucking precipice awaits!
… - for your kingdom of trash
you are enthralled – consumeristic greed
that can never be satisfied – eat your own shit
and repeat – an eternal cycle of waste
You are the center – the eye of the storm
and so self-centered that you can’t see – it’s fading away
Like the rivers that once were – it can’t be restored
no biodiversity – the end of all
You tightened the net, so that it will break your fall
Just don’t look down – into the human precipice
You’re going your way with no regards
Just don’t look back – the human fucking precipice awaits!
I’ll bring you ruin and decay – will leave nothing but burnt land
I am the purveyor of doom – only penury awaits
See my mark, the scars of the land – withered and depraved
Ravage and devastate what’s mine – exterminate
I’ll bring you ruin and decay – will leave nothing but burnt land
I am the purveyor of doom – only penury awaits
The human precipice – depth without end
Is where your hearts confined – emotionless
You carry the weight – of 50 billion lifes
No burden for you - Rape and destroy
This is the end of birth – tomorrow will never come
not for me or you – there’ll be no dawn
an eternal night of nothingness – you can’t reclaim
once you’ve crossed the line – point of no return
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We never got the chance to meet each other,
But know that I loved you from the very start
It wasn’t granted to you to see the light of day
And yet you’ll live on forever in our hearts
We never got the chance to do any of the things
We had laid out for you, already planned
All those thought communications, they are not lost
We’ll get back to them and transpose, when we’re there
You went right to the stars
and in time we’ll eventually meet
You went right to the stars
and then we’ll get acquaint
Oh my memory of you is so vivid, so alive
I will force myself to smile through the pain
For the memorial of you, mustn’t be of grief
All our beautiful hopes and dreams, they live on
And at nights we meet and traverse through the stars
We reinvent ourselves and create new memories
And at nights we meet and live our dreams
We re-create reality and what could’ve been
You went right to the stars
and in time we’ll eventually meet
You went right to the stars
and then we’ll get acquaint
Oh my memory of you is so vivid, so alive
I will force myself to smile through the pain
For the memorial of you, mustn’t be of grief
All our beautiful hopes and dreams, they live on
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It is a fair and noble arrangement
This business of life and existence
Where everything we take from the earth
Will be taken back and returned
The face of god has always been disguised
As the mother, giver and lover of all life
But the keeper of the ledger for the cult of nature
Only concerns that your body returns on time
Return to the earth, pay the price for your existence
Into the hand of earth's domain
For there is balance to be maintained
The count is cold and calculated,
The precision is exact
No one is exempt or unaccounted for,
All that was taken will be taken back
The gods have always been believed to love,
And care for the quality of our lives
But the keeper of the ledger for the cult of nature,
Only concerns with quantity of your time
Return to the earth, pay the price for your existence
Into the hand of earth's domain
For there is balance to be maintained
We create our myths of purpose,
To fill our lives with hope and wonder
But to the keeper of the ledger for the cult of nature
Your body is just another number
It is a fair assumption, of our human nature to assume
That the business of nature is inherently good
Nature comes collecting, it doesn't care at all about you
Nature comes collecting, it doesn't care at all to know you
(When) nature comes collecting, it doesn't care to hear your story
Nature comes collecting, and only wants you for your body
Nature is the man (after all), nature is the mob (after all)
Nature is the business (after all), nature is the cult
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