Humanity's Last Breath - Välde (2021)

Earth dwellers weeping
Procreating the end
In ignorance and shame
Know that all of you are the same

Endless cries of pain and sorrow
Wont make it hurt less
The promise of death
Forever kept

Dehumanize, lead them to death
Convince them there's nothing left
Oppress them until
They are empty of will

The promise of death
Forever kept
The clenched grip of the void
So deliberate

Force your will upon them
Desecrate their shrines of worship
Make them succumb
The promise of death
Forever kept

Dehumanize, lead them to death
Convince them there's nothing left
Oppress them until
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Life, an endless preparation for a bleak future
Born into systems exacerbating our
Inevitable further descent into nothing
The peak of human dismay

My home is where pain never ceases
A lifetime of wounds suffered
I can feel the end
All places become a nest of angst

Sacrifice the natural world
For artificiality

Sacrificing the natural world
For artificiality
The most perverse version of suffering
A daily occurence
Drink deep from the absolute horrors
Given birth to by you and me

This place has never been enough

Drink deep from the absolute horrors
Given birth to by you and me
This place has never been enough
Earthly arteries clogged up

Inevitable further descent
Bathe in the global decay Открыть страницу с текстом

Descending through the mouth
Engulfing teeth
Penetrating my being
The bottomless black pool
Inhales me

Washed up on blood-soaked sand
Awakened by a voiceless choir
Sewn shut, the arteries of nourishment
Depleted, the source of benevolence

A voiceless choir weeping
Contorted bodies stacking
The dull hum of death
Deafening

Ear shattering
A migration beyond
Vomit inducing
Transcending this mortal flesh

Descending through nothing, earthless
Journey awry

Washed up on blood-soaked sand
Awakened by a voiceless choir
Journey awry
The last light flickering
Descending through nothing
A migration beyond

Earthless

A voiceless choir weeping
Contorted bodies stacking
The dull hum of death
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Set motion to our further descent into futility
Sow the seed giving birth
To uncontrollable violence
Sound the horn marking end of eras

No man responsible
For this suffering
Shaped by no god
Nor touched by sentience

Inhaled to never emerge
The abyss forever deepening
The descent seems endless
To its swallowed victims

Subordination, livestock to the slaughter
Subservience, needless suffering
Descend, falling forever
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All which you possess
Devoid of value
All that you acquire
Exacerbating your life's decline
Dragging you further down
Into an existence in abundance
But completely worthless

Yet your gluttonous instincts remain
Prized possessions
Like ball and chain

Life in opulence
Hoarder of nothingness
Forever consuming
Hands forever grasping
Mouth forever swallowing
This void forever growing

Glutton!
Brimful bellies bursting
Their egregious contents spilling out
In rivers of waste you'll drown
Dragging you further down

Dragging you down

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The die is cast
Eternity becomes finite
An ever-approaching bellow
Marking the inevitable
The horns blaring
As the putrid hole widens
The deepest reaches surfacing

The global clockwork terminated
Bringing forth unending silence
Such vastness, our doom
Incomprehensible
Succumb to the deep

Hang your head in subservience
A rumble beneath
Like maggots under the skin
The ground is bursting
A welcoming, a celebration
Succumb with pride to the nothingness

Like livestock ready for harvest
Follow the sirens beneath

The global clockwork terminated
Bringing forth unending silence
Such vastness, our doom
Incomprehensible
Succumb with pride to nothingness

Your perception is nothing but a mockery
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Impenetrable
Walls of anxiety
Vomiting myself
Out of my body

What makes you go on
What do you have left
What secret did you attain
To remain on this earth

Existence is tragic
And tainted with malevolence
All this hate building up
It's inside of me
I can feel the void
Transforming me

Force-feeding my anxiety
Splitting my personality
Edging on insanity

No colors described by man reflect
No hole deep enough measure

I can feel the void
Transforming me

Existence is tragic
And tainted with malevolence
All this hate building up
It's inside of me

No colors described by man reflect
No hole deep enough measure

It's taking over me
It's running through my veins
I can feel the void
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Let it happen
Don't drag this out
It's been long enough
We are many enough

The pendulum swings
The flesh stretched thin
The tide pulls us back
Into the depths

Enough time spent
Enough lives without worth
Enough seeds sown
Into the worn out earth

The flesh stretched thin
Legs bearing no weight
Left, only sterile remains

Sentience, a commodity
An ever-declining value
Insignificance
Expendable

Build the shrines
To monument your own passing
Prostrate yourself
Before this ruin amassing

Let this happen
It's been long enough
This place is a cage
Don't you see its bars?

Enough time wasted
Enough life created
Enough water flown
Into the river we drown

The flesh stretched thin
Legs bearing no weight
Left, only sterile remains

The tide pulls us back
Into the depths
Let it

The tide pulls us back
Where we belong
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Eyes roll back
Senses heightened
Every sound, perceived
Every scent, apprehended

Hidden away in the deep
Escaping from light
Clawing out from the black
Waiting to clutch

Escape the light

My will imposed
Playground for instincts
If blood is what I spill
It was foretold

Dance of death
Feral display of might
Every move interpreted
Every approach calculated

Eyes roll back
Pupils dilating
On the trail
Led by bloodlust

Waiting for the night's embrace
Through the darkness
I find your shelter
No escape

Dance of death
Feral display of might
Every move interpreted
Every approach calculated

My will imposed
Playground for instincts
If blood is what I spill
It was foretold Открыть страницу с текстом