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
Every week we're seeing new and undeniable climate events. Evidence that accelerated climate change is here right now
Droughts are intensifying. Our oceans are acidifying. Methane...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Where does the setting sun go to rest? Go to rest? The darkest days
Come and go, they never seem to end. Inhuman, inhumane, inane
Existence. Barely existing. Surviving. Reviving a ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
Put me in the fucking ground
Ugly fucking gods, ugly fucking heroes
Bow to your masters
Count your worthless fucking zeroes
Look me in the eye and tell me I'm a sap
Like the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
I never cast the first stone
But I'm buried in rubble
The weight of a wretched world is enough to make any man crumble
I never asked for forgiveness
So I am given no end to my ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy
When the fuck did everyone decide to become a politician?
Catapults with corpses aren't worth opinions
All you do is talk, but you forgot how to fucking listen
I try to sleep ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fit For An Autopsy