you re so quick to run and hide where is your spine a delicate misunderstanding has left your culture erased all done to only get a few steps ahead but soon you ll realize you re still at the starting line why can t you see that the repetition and prediction of our demise is etched deep within the stone go see for yourself it doesn t take a microscope to see we ve ruined things for ourselves all for this filthy race open your mouth free your mind and leave it behind i have come bearing the cancer of the future make way for the answer of the opportunist riddle me cleanse me with the inevitable end to come purify the unworthy scum purge them from the sight of the sun annihilator i m the furthest thing from sane the bodies will piled sky high their blood is in the rain so now where do we go from here things won t ever get better with closed minds what is there to fear what is there to fear 
['blackened deathcore', 'symphonic deathcore']