Retunding Our Humanity - Guttural Secrete

Gods descend as the martyr’s weep\nA sustained territory where the children heap\nA lost soul is stumble upon blade by blade\nTo reach the ancient altars of decay. Sacrificing an infant, hope us the rarity\nA fictional prophet grants prosperity\nEvasion from the truth, still weak minded fools\nA treaty of peace but they will conquer and rule\nCluttered in a singular space\nTempted to recreate humanity in this dystopian form of life\nFathomless to all hope\nEventually spotted by a wretched creatures sight\nHumans life is nearly endangered\nClose to death, contemplating what faith they would prefer\nThe final act was already plotted to liquidate the ambassadors\nThe wretched pounce from the upper atmosphere\nBashing their walls, an altar is no more. you have been obscured, soon\nThe smell of putrefaction leads the ungodly forces\nUnto you… no kneel before your masters\nFate is truly a virtue when your life became outsourced\nBrainwashing your mind. Induced transcendence is only time\nYou are programmed to kill, thrive, and steal\nThat’s in your will. Your gut tells you\nWhat you see, live or breathe\nThat greed shall be the key to the\nCreation of the most questionable\nWhere do humans commence\nwhen retunding our humanity recreational