Signs Of The Swarm Malformed Dissonance
Controlling the divided with corrosive delirium
A malignant trance has vanquished this hollowed wretch
So distant but yet nearly silent
Conditioning ignorance and bleeding violence
Like a soulless hymn, bleak and uncertain
A collection of terror clashes in unison
The only sense of unity
Our grim existence bares
Our howls of horror drown within the silence
Malformed dissonance conquers our senses
A malignant trance has vanquished our chances
Behold its devious divinity
Consuming our reality
Hegemonizing our senses
Delirious, we all bleed violence
Bleak manipulations
Uttering restrained despair
Accepting our dominion
Surrendering to this horrific
Hypnotic state of illusion
Binding us to our indifference
Altering our perception
With a new sense of aggression
HATE
Deafening agony
Bleeding violence
Demolishing all within its path
WE WEREN'T MEANT TO LAST
