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• Artiste: Thy Art Is Murder
• Titre: Fur And Claw
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Human parasite Burn in the body bag Stuff the sacs with disease and filth Homicide to purify A world of wither and wilt We are the human parasite Slaves with no masters Human parasite Global infliction Global disaster The ravens turn their eyes from the land And take flight towards the sea Where they finally collapse in exhaustion And sink to the abyss and algae And the slugs burrow into soil Channeling through timber and vine Where they finally wain and wither Beneath weeping pines And the wolves lead the flocks to the hilltops Where they hurl unto plains below Twisted and broken by rock They sink to the catacombs Oh wrath of man Fur and claw Now flee the land Blind to the failures of the flesh Nothing to return Nothing is left Human parasite Human parasite Conscience settles into comfort Still bound by tragedy To an earth that heaves with ruin Contempt in suffering Look now upon your brother The vessel of foul will You will see the face of another Complacent with the blood that spills Servants with no masters Masters with no soul Man is a plague swallowing all he beholds Oh wrath of man Fur and claw Now flee the land Burn in the body bag Human parasite Burn in the body bag Human parasite