Surrounded by infection.
Increasing ma** forms our nation.
Blind hordes create our demise.
Succumbed by a worthless living.
I'll never follow you into your herded lives.
I said I'll never follow you into your unclean world, the dirt and selfish ways.
A constant focal point to cloud and find a haze.
What you fall is on is a falsehood of how time should pa** by.
You fall in deeper following one another.
Fake.
Mindless reason pushed upon widespread volume.
Fine line.
Invisible exception.
A burning sense of misconception.
Fly high to forget your demons.
Invite them in to be your leader.
Sold.
Feeling a blurring sense of motion.
Forgetting whats important.
Your living not just drifting.
Insure our forward movement by breaking life's unwritten rules of how to respect ourselves and nature.
k**ing our chances of survival.
Step by step it's leading us to fade.
Burnt.
Forced down.
A growing infestation.
A deadly form of an outbreak poison.
k**ing our civilization.
Raped.
A clearing image of what must be done.
Our sickening culture is our dying home.
A call to judgement on our days will gray.
Form a recognition to pave a way for our deliverance from the unbeaten ways of primal man.
A crush of all disease and foreign substance.
Free our minds of unnatural thought.
Above the fall of man is where I make my stand.
It's how I live.
It's where I make my stand.