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The corpse of this world

Nothing more than what was foretold

Just death

Rubble and cold

And cold

The chewing of flesh

The cracking of bones

The tears absorbed by the soil

The screams that echo no more

No more

In billions chained to each other

Marching on friendly remains

Forced to work through pain

Stripped of their names

Their new name is slaves

The beating of hammers

The cracking of whips

Endless reminders

That rest is a luxury

They will not know

Not know

The ones who can't keep up

Get eaten on the spot

On the spot

As a proof that

There always be worse

Be worse

So they keep working

Night and day

On this machinery

A corruption never seen

Creation of a godly fiend

Apex apex apex apex

Apex apex apex apex

Apex apex apex apex

The corpse of this world

Nothing more than what

Was foretold

Just death

Rubble and cold

And cold

The chewing of flesh

The cracking of bones

The tears absorbed by the soil

The screams that echo no more

No more