Undeserving and rightfully so for all that is good. There is a flaw in
The soul. A misstep in the art of creation. Great evils that harbor in
The minds of man. We go on searching f...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
The harvest of the human seed, the Earth is a corpse field, collected
On the wagons, catapulted into mass graces. Foul air corrodes the
Skin. The trumpets sound the alarm of the ov...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
If it all went away tomorrow
Would there be anything worthy of the salvage
Or would the world be swallowed by the sea
A blissful silence in return to harmony
And would there be...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
[Intro]
Fall in the fire with me
[Verse 1]
Inescapable agony
The rivers of ruin run deep
The skill of savagery
Only the alpha wolf claims the meat
[Refrain]
Our path is...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Just like a curse
A walking plague of gluttony
Ripping through the stomachs of the needless greedy
The rotting apple that we consume every day
The decomposing flesh that serves...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
I saw the sun rise for the the last time
I watched it leave the Earth and leave us all behind
All the poor children
Will never know
The strength of their innocence
How quickly...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Stalking the herd with a rapid sense of purpose. The desperate hunter
Smells the fear in the fleeting cattle. Driven by survival, and the
Sound by the children crying. Surrounded b...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Show them violence
There is torment
Behind every smiling face
Overfed, overbred rats in a losing race
Pennies in fountains
Beneath the holy mountains
Still water in the basin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Old ashes from repeated mistakes
Hell in a shadow that I can't escape
It's too late, it's too late
Dreams of love, dreams of sex, dreams of joy, dreams of peace
Lie in sickbe...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Mountains of bones
Piled high for the picking
Lift our skin to the sky
The tremors won’t end
This is just the beginning
Unwanted fruit of the harvest
Stillborn and barely l...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy