Insatiable

Now see the fruits of our vile labor Bleeding from this earth Cauterize the seeping sores of our scorned mother Rip away the putrid scabs Subjugate the carrion mass Divine are we the ravenous ones Feed on life Embrace this anomalous design We decide The travesty of our appetite The ravenous ones Grown from calculated birth In prisons built of blood and filth Flesh is a passage that cannot be dammed Steaming piles of atrophy Feeding systematic greed Alone, we will devour this world Born to die To feed this anomalous design We are blind To our genocidal appetite The ravenous ones Burning through the corpses of the ancients The sweet stench of death from the pyre Smells of primitive and depraved desire Breathing in the caustic emanation Suffocate the population Praise be to the malignant flame As we scorch the heavens Perforate the sky And bask in the light A kingdom so vast A landscape so small A meager offering For the insatiable Purveyors of death The vessels of god This harrowing hand Shall sow our last dawn At the twilight of time Epilogue of this feast Relieved of this hunger We will finally be