Deathsphere

Harvesting the fuel of infection, death stands before us
Slaves of the modern day, serving doom till our sentence
Wastelands of unwanted supremacy
Rotting lairs of a scorn empire
We’ve been abandoned, been fooled into perfecting the lives of The Few
Now they’ve vanished, and we’re left with nothing but disgust
Behold the terror of dysfunction
Working our way to honor, shaping our future
Dismantling our mindless efforts
We all believed the myths, the fiction
Crumbling under the weight of absurdity

We’ve been lead to being thoughtless and to live a life without thinking about or doubting a single leader
Now’s too late.
We’ve been abandoned, been fooled into perfecting the lives of The Few
Now they’ve vanished, and we’re left with nothing but disgust
Behold the terror of dysfunction, of dysfunction