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• Artiste: A Night In Texas
• Titre: Harvested
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The earth was abundant with all we want and need Now left exhausted by those determined to sustain An existence consumed by gluttony Stripped to its core, drained of its life Exhumed from within, magma mined for profit Debilitated of all forms of energy Doomed civilization Objugation placed on our failures Now a lifeless sphere Floating through space This is the end of the human race We are the merchants of our own death Selling our lives like commodities No anguish for the consummation The final product of the homosapiens The future is bleak Our own oxygen executes the populace Raped of its vitality, entirely exhausted As our earth slowly becomes a wasteland The human race will be engulfed by flames Extinguished by greed all life fades away Appetence devours the souls of the weak Infinite potential, death by finity Hollowing the core of our own planet Restoring the balance of our universe We harvested the freedom that we depended on Now this world will devour our souls The inexorable ways of our avarice Have driven us to the depths of the abyss Let the visions of annihilation feed at your mind We are the merchants of our own death Selling our lives like commodities No anguish for the consummation The final product of the homosapiens The future is bleak Our own oxygen executes the populace Raped of its vitality, entirely exhausted Toxity penetrates our veins Poisoned from the inside out Gasping for air our organs began to decompose Decayed flesh, corroded morality Contaminated existence, total loss of humanity