Pathology
Текст песни A Perverse Existence

Destined for failure.
Living for nothing but ourselves.
No care or compassion for the earth
Or its inhabitants.
There is no concept for self-preservation.
This is the dissection of our own world.
Our living further perpetuates our
Own depravity.
Choking on the very toxins we
Admit into the air.
Ingesting the excrement of our
Forefathers.
This world will soon be submerged in
The perverse ways of humanity's filth.