Fit For An Autopsy - The Consumer

A desecration, a wasteland, a gluttons paradise
A world infected, a breed emaciated, a disgusting way of living life
Ingested genetic pollution
Bleed the well dry pulsing through the arteries
Corroded swollen veins
Wallow in the swill of the storm drain runoff, born blistered and sterilized
Bloated chemical backslide, already drowning in the acid of the afterbirth
The wheels are turning in the wrong direction
The greatest of consumers
The sow of the masses
Unholy leaders of immoral sacrifice
Foreseeable panic
Devastation and havoc
Pig and man as one the butchers block
A desecration, a wasteland, a gluttons paradise
A desecration, a wasteland, a gluttons paradise
A world infected, a breed emaciated, a disgusting way of living life
Ingested genetic pollution
Bleed the well dry, narrow corridors, slowly shrinking
Close the doors, the floor is sinking
The once proud face of man, embraced by hooks hung from the ceiling
House of swine
Kingdom of dirt
Feed the flies, gorging on the sewage of the Earth
Nothing but a smear on a timeline
A shred of nothing, nothing
House of swine
Kingdom of dirt
Feed the flies, gorging on the sewage of the Earth
Shells of men, polluted worms
Spineless hosts
Bones left to burn
House of swine
Kingdom of dirt
Feed the flies, gorging on the sewage of the Earth

Written by:
William Scott Putney

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