Evolving Towards Extinction - Near Death Condition

Inspired by the will of death

With hell in our hearts, insane and slaves

We build and we crowd our cities

Like Frantic automata would build their tombs

We work for the devil and he will overcome us

And if god exists, inevitably embittered

Impotent facing our organised funeral marches

He would envy our mortality

The youngest believe in nothing

Debauchery and illusion are their only attributes

The elders are dying in absolute disinterest

Going back to nothingness like they’ve come

Our destiny is to breed always

In order to perish innumerable

For we need believers, soldiers, and consumers

We’re glorifying war, nuclear, madness, and death

These are the new gods of the masses of sleepwalkers

And we’re sacrificing ourselves in crowd on their altars

We’re rising into the nothingness

That fills our lives and will be our death

Disaster is near, the forecasted apocalypse

By dint of multiplying deserts by impoverishing our souls

We will walk united towards darkness without

Returning and will die

Accompanied by our absurd gods and criminal values

Only ruins of our daughters of chaos will remain

Our edifices will become our cemeteries

We have means to destroy ourselves a thousand times

And it won’t be differently

Blinded by our religions promising an afterlife

While only nothingness is opening its arms to us

Let us accept the obviousness

Eternal chaos is waiting for us

It’s too late to go backwards

We’re evolving towards our sublime extinction