Fit For An Autopsy - Terraform

When the world is empty of souls
It will become so clean
When the world is empty of souls
It will become so clean

Silent death. Assimilation
Hammers of seven hells fall from above
Settle the final debt, forced adaptation
Void of regret, absent of love
Subdue the lands until they bow at the broken will of man
Inescapable fate
The earth will swallow all that it can
Until it finally reclaims the hell we create

When the world is empty of souls
It will become so clean
When the world is empty of souls
It will become so clean

Terraform

Annihilation, the human curse
Worthless warnings, terror swarming
Self preservation, ancient rebirth
Endless mourning, terraforming

Silent death
Hammers of seven hells fall from above
Silent death
Hammers of seven hells fall from above

Written by:
William Putley, Pat Sheridan, Tim Howley, Josean Orta

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