Insatiable

Now see the fruits of our vile labor bleeding from this Earth
Cauterize the seeping sores of our scorned mother
Rip away the putrid scabs, subjugate the carrion mass
Divine are we the ravenous ones

Feed on life
Embrace this anomalous design
We decide
The travesty of our appetite
The ravenous ones

Grown from calculated birth in prisons built of blood and filth
Flesh is a passage that cannot be dammed
Steaming piles of atrophy, feeding systematic greed
Alone, we will devour this world

Born to die
To feed this anomalous design
We are blind
To our genocidal appetite
The ravenous ones

Burning through the corpses of the ancients
The sweet stench of death from the pyre
Smells of primitive and depraved desire

Breathing in the caustic emanation
Suffocate the population
Praise be to the malignant flame, as we scorch the heavens

Perforate the sky
And bask in the light

A kingdom so vast
A landscape so small
A meager offering
For the insatiable

Purveyors of death
The vessels of God
This harrowing hand
Shall sow our last dawn

At the twilight of time
Epilogue of this feast
Relieved of this hunger
We will finally be