Your kind has been aborted
This world abandoned, left desolate
Depleted of all its resources
There's no recovery from this
Yet there are survivors scarce
Who hide amongst the ruins where
A crucial decision must be made
To die of starvation or take one's life and feed upon their flesh
The sky won't expose any answers
So stop searching there
You cannot escape reality's trials
With a simple prayer
For such a complicated sin, fear not of punishment
Find enjoyment in their pain and incisions made
You're not a heathen for thinking this if
God can allow these situations
With no response or a single sign sent from the Heavens
Is God deaf, or maybe dead?
Is God deaf? (God is not deaf, just non-existent)
Allow your last ounce of faith to diminish
Let the hunger consume your thoughts
For all the years spent on your knees
Finally stand to think without looking above
Finally, you stand to think without looking above
Desperate times call for desperate actions
So murder, consume, and repeat for survival
In a devastated world of exile, of exile
This is a mandatory sacrifice
This is a mandatory sacrifice
