Pestilence

Somewhere between the lies we tell ourselves,

And the truths that we can’t face,

We’ve manufactured a calamity,

That’s consuming the human race,

Tell me where will you go, where will you hide?

From this self-inflicted genocide,

Cause it’s far too late now to turn the tide,

Pestilence reigns,

Over the blackened skies and barren planes,

Striking down the few who still remain,

Poor, rich weak and strong all die the same,

When there’s no one left to blame,

Pestilence reigns,

Somewhere between the falling deity,

And the rising ape,

We’ve wandered into our own living hell,

From which there’s no escape,

What will it take for us to realize,

The leeches wither once the host has died,

We’re falling through the cracks as our world divides,

Pestilence reigns,

Over the blackened skies and barren planes,

Striking down the few who still remain,

Poor, rich weak and strong all die the same,

When there’s no one left to blame,

Pestilence reigns,

Can’t you feel it in your chest?

It’s like a virus taking over every breath,

Seeping like poison into everything you see,

Sinking its roots until it’s all that you believe,

Pestilence reigns,

Over the blackened skies and barren planes,

Striking down the few who still remain,

Poor, rich weak and strong all die the same,

When there’s no one left to blame,

Pestilence reigns