Death Gowns - Lorna Shore

The sirens blare as humanity wriggles in the grip of our ultimate destruction

Who could have thought this power would ever have been sustained

No calculations would predetermine the dire mistakes We will make

Seconds pass as genetic substructure mutates into a cancer

Bypassing our cells and vexing straight into our brains

Casualties rise bodies piled into the sky

Power trip, chaos, murder on their mind

Bleeding out excretion survival adaptation

Civil unrest systematic militarization

And there was never even a trace of hope for any you

The time has come to face our demise

We are no longer fighting disease

The streets we once walked we must now tread lightly

Echoes of violence portrayed by deceit

Rivers of blood flow down the desolated streets

Face our demise

The poison we spit is our most lethal of weapons

Razor to the tongue cutting deeper with each message

The chosen few who strive not to succumb

Not believing the lies the masses stay feeding from

But keep breeding keep feeding the numbers increasing

Mankind is slowly bleeding

The poison we spit is our most lethal of weapons

Razor to the tongue cutting deeper with each message

The sirens blare as humanity wriggles in the grip of our ultimate destruction

Who could have thought this power would ever have been sustained

No calculations would predetermine the dire mistakes we will make

The chosen few who strive not to succumb

Not believing the lies the masses stay feeding from

But keep breeding keep feeding the numbers increasing

Mankind is slowly bleeding

Face our demise