1. PATHS OF DECIMATION

Member of a race destined to fall
Awaiting her downfall to full extinction
Seeking twisted pleasures on atrocious deeds
Contempting this rotting human essence

Decimate the human kind
Cleanse this world of parasites
Carve the horror on their face
Leave their remains to be seen

To rot, to fade, desecrated
Scorched parts of bodies scattered, mangled
Consequences of ignorant supremacies
Utopic sight of genocide with no precedents
Let this world burn

Excavating ruins of what it's left of us
Prolonging the agony of starvation
Poisoned by gas, radioactive exposure
Condemned to slow decay

Now I stand, watching this destruction
Delighted with (the) suffering of billions
This pathetic race will no longer thrive
(the) Illusions die with their followers

Those few who are left soon will be dead
Cavernous wounds, infections spread
Lack of resources, savagery reigns
The weakest of them first to be slain

Seeking for shelter, radiation rains
Asphyxiate on dust, collapsing debris
Food is none, instinct of survival
Cannibalism, a decoy for death

Nuclear war ahead of mankind
Wastelands and dust, salvage nothing
A dozen survivors between billions
The end of our path is near

Let the world burn (x4)

Excavating ruins of what it's left of us
Prolonging the agony of starvation
Poisoned by gas, radioactive exposure
Condemned to slow decay

Now I stand, watching this destruction
Delighted with (the) suffering of billions
This pathetic race will no longer thrive
(The) Illusions die with their followers


2. THE HOLOGRAPHIC PRISON

Imprisonment
What we can see, feel, deceivable designs
We act as if we are owners of earth
A virulent existence, digging in the planet's skin
Invoking false gods, preachers of the filth

Behind the human sensorial perception
Manipulation of vitality
Corporating scum used to obliterate
Deceiving us through their false restrictions

On this twisted realm of our world
We're lying weak, struggling for survival
Denying our purpose and cultivation
Filling our void with superficiality

The media is their principal weapon
Wisdom should be spread, not useless trash
Expendable needs or segregation
Encouraging fear, deceit and agony

Distracting the mind from the spiritual quest
Keeping all humanity as a dormant form of life
The holographic prison, boundary-less web
Creeping to the darkest form of perversion

On this twisted realm of our world
We're lying weak, struggling for survival
Denying our purpose and cultivation
Filling our void with superficiality

The media is their principal weapon
Wisdom should be spread, instead of useless trash
Expendable needs or segregation
Encouraging fear, deceit and agony


3. OMEN OF COLLAPSE

A world built on fantasy
Synthetic emotions, psychological warfare, extermination

Covering the misery
Emanation of decay
Despair to remain surfaced
Visceral hate of death

Watch them live, oblivious to the flaws
Keep the farce, being a battery
Plastic dreams, unrealistic goals
Attracted to the slumber

Disturb the order they are trying to create
Plotting genocides to those who are beyond salvation
Torch those rats, cleansing the unworthy
Hunting them as the animals they are

Leave no one to maintain the legacy
Erase their mark forever and without trace
Deconstruct the connecting dots
Which preserves the integrity of their

Life and base, disavowed existence
No escape from the decimation coming
Expose their face, tracking their location
Incinerate the dumpster of human condition

Disturb the order they are trying to create
Plotting genocides to those who are beyond salvation
Torch those rats, cleansing the unworthy
Hunting them as the animals they are

Bring the world to fall into collapse
Rip their mind violently from comfort
Give no chance for a false redemption
Start the war against the humanity to salvage what's left of Earth
Dormant rats, die, suffer, be gone from existence


4. SERVANTS OF THE ABYSS

Broken in torment, hatred in your mind
Servants of the abyss, kill who you can find
Apathic self-destruction, violent needs to call
Embracing inner monsters to avenge you fall

Start a glorious rampage, cast out your dementia
Overhelming demons bursting through your will
Monstrous fantasies, miscreated thoughts
Irreversible loathing for yourself

Wreck every bit of them, leave them your mark
Rejoice, deranged

Fury, vengeance, establish the end of your life
Despise the pleas for help, for no one deserves to live
Bring them your pain, do not make any distinction
Delight yourself with the brightness of life disappearing

From their eyes
Spasming bodies left behind
Panic everywhere
Families destroyed

Your last spit of hate in the face of this world will be covered in his sons' blood (x2)

Broken in torment, hatred in your mind
Servants of the abyss, kill who you can find
Apathic self-destruction, violent needs to call
Embracing inner monsters to avenge you fall

Start a glorious rampage, cast out your dementia
Overhelming demons bursting through your will
Monstrous fantasies, miscreated thoughts
Irreversible loathing for yourself

Save the last bullet for your head
Die mocking their suffering


5. RUST COLORED EARTH

I dream a world devoid of any life
Mechanic shells of flesh lost in their sleep
A plague upon this place damned to mass destruction
Purify the world with extermination

To wish their death, sabotage the nuclei of their driving forces
Make them pull their guns to live
Desperation rises everywhere on sight
Morbid sense of fun

Dread the dismal shock of crumble
Panic, generalized
Deriding (the) fugacity of morals
Genocide, the emerging propensity

Chaos generated, flesh torn out, effigies of Man
Abhorrent enthrallment to see this worldwide slaughter to come

Let the slaughter come (x4)

Face to face with their demise, hope is forgotten in their hearts

Meeting your fate
Reborn inconsistent to kill for live
Extreme situations, cold blood to respond
To scour into trash cans, rubble and remains

Factions are forming from whom came through
New doubtful creeds of masterdom
They turn to each other craving for might
Deranged bugs soon they will fight

The bugs are dead, at last they fall
Fool wretched strain, they are dead once and for all

Silence reigns upon the wasteland
Wreckage is now left to rust
Bodies, countless everywhere
Vermin feeding on a frenzy

I dream a world devoid of any life
Mechanic shells of flesh lost in their sleep
A plague upon this place damned to mass destruction
Purify the world with extermination