Life Stillborn

Outcast of the hunters
Hunt them all down
Burnt and wrecked shelters
Of a once called existence

Lifeless and deseased
Your thoughts sublive in pain
The core is rotten from inside
No life stends on the edge

Through the corridors of thoughts
Big empty spaces
Through the circle ‘till you rot
Slime covered caves

All the blood-life you have spilled
Pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around
Devoured by phsyco war

Equal breeding standards
Give birth and die in chains
Know what you ‘re supposed to know
Kill your inner self

Stomp your feelings to the ground
Drain life out of them
Use the shit they give you
Take the trip and die

Through the corridors of thoughts
Big empty spaces
Through the circle ‘till you rot
Slime covered caves

All the blood-life you have spilled
Pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around
Devoured by phsyco war

Straight lined forms of flesh
Feared and conformed
Enter the tunnel of deceipt
On your move turn back and die

Through the corridors of thoughts
Big empty spaces
Through the circle ‘till you rot
Slime covered caves

All the blood-life you have spilled
Pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around
Devoured by phsyco war