The Behest of Serpents - The Fallacy of Existence

Your life is a lie
You cry
Carry the curse
Rot alone in your hearse
Decide, your demise
Snuff out the light
Give up on this fight
Deny, your mind
Dissolve all hope
Tie a noose in the rope
The time is nigh
Bliss now bitter
Pull the fucking trigger
World full of plastic people
Awaiting the lifting of the veil
All searching for the answers
The truth is something beyond the pale
No gods, nor devils to fear
No ardent heaven, no torturous hell
Our purpose is extinction
Buried 6 feet in our wooden cell
This is our design
Born to die
Give up your lives
Born to die
Children sold on the black market
Wars concocted for a profit
Just turn your heads and look the other way
TV plays decapitations
Crying faces, every station
Embrace the fact that we all have to die
The fallacy of existence
Eradicate the human race
Hang the bodies from the bridges
Our genocide becomes our fate
Our existence here is worthless
Greet your death, fulfill your purpose
Feed the worms beneath the surface
The time has come to say goodbye
Allow the Earth to purify
Let out your pathetic whimpered cry
Embrace your fate and fucking die
This is the moment we've all been waiting for
Let the streets run red to save the Earth
The lie that is life knocking at your door
Answer it and witness world rebirth
Your life is a lie
You cry
Carry the curse
Rot alone in your hearse
Decide, your demise
Snuff out the light
Give up on this fight
Deny, your mind
Dissolve all hope
Tie a noose in the rope
The time is nigh
Bliss now bitter
Pull the trigger

Written by:
Steven Lunsford

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