Your children will hate you In utter scorn they'll despise you Your pictures to burn, Your memory to condemn They'll eat your corpses In a hunger of pain Your faces forgotten, Not even a grave Waves upon waves Crashing ashore Tearing all into the sand Sweeping the scum From the lands An orogeny of flesh Carnal walls of quivering meat Piling up in burning streets Washed away in empty oceans Pictures of times past A miracle for them to behold Father, what is this creature? Mother, how did it feel To roam free? Inherited downfall Passage to nowhere Inherited downfall Folklore of suffering L find no solace In the pain of my foes We are one and as such we die In woeful acquiescence L have to submit Torn asunder Together with you Leave me aside Hasten my withering Pictures of times past A miracle for them to behold Father, what is this creature? Mother, how did it feel To roam free? Wave upon wave upon wave upon wave...