Stagnating Stain

Our mother earth is crawling on her knees
Pale grey skies send their deadly breeze
A condemned existence falls without a name
And death plays on his last and final game

We are banished into the end and raise the flag of hopelesness

The cries of men are turning total insane
In that century shall reign apathy again
A sick explotative suicide race
We are just about to find its final disgrace

Eyes are filled with impending doom
Wretching the bleak and laying in gloom
Stagnating stain forms everlasting pain

Pretense is sane, for previous blame
Stagnating stain, everlasting pain