Decrepit and weak, but longing for more Like a junkie slut in low quality porn This is the true face of the modern world Deteriorated and pissed upon We climb the mountains of nihil Rejoice in the fall of the world Where water is thicker than blood and where giants serve dwarves Look through the ashes of empires Resurrecting the primal flame The laws of nature refined behind the mask of a modern man What man creates, time can destroy No crown shines bright now Death to the modern world Look at these skeletal hands holding the banners of old Against the screaming masses blinded by fool's gold But what God creates, time can destroy No crown shines bright now Death to the modern man