Intelligent Design

Near Death Condition

    Continúa después del anuncio

    Emergence of life without law or chance
    Evolution turned towards empty complexity
    Creation of the insignificant from naught
    There must be an intelligent design!

    Absolute imperfection made man
    Our disgusts defining us more than our likes

    Creature that is not inclined to love
    But that rejoices with the disappearances of his fellow man
    And though doesn't give up procreating
    Perpetually organising the crime
    Creature coming from the mire
    Having mediocrity as single utopia

    Continúa después del anuncio

    Wars and concentration camps
    Undoubtedly the most completed of our works
    Have no equivalent in barbarity
    But our foolish and soul-destroying entertainments

    Love is but a malevolent excuse that leads us to fuck
    Reminding us our condition of hideous beasts
    Predators in search of easy preys

    Begging to be sacrificed on the altar of lust
    Devoting ourselves to the worst vices in a cascade
    Of debauchery
    Teenager intoxicated with sex, rapists
    Of offered virgins
    Woodlice copulating with sluts to give birth to
    Diabolic creatures
    Engendering new obscene torturers that will call
    To believe in humanity

    Dereliction only weapon of the thinkers
    And the lucides
    Annihilating everything it can heal and save us
    From the eternal curse fallen
    Unto the Ark's descendants
    After the madness of Noah desiring to perpetuate
    Such an absurdity

    Then yes, there must be an intelligent design
    But only the Devil can be the perpetrator
    Of such a malediction
    For created in his hideous image
    From birth to death humans have nothing good

    Información de la canción

    Composición:

    ¿Los datos están equivocados?

    Enviar revisión