the weakener why should i care the writings on the wall no future cynics sow disdain as pious retroverts unrestrain what vision can ever rise from this worthless human waste like ghosts from 68 a generation still lost in space narcissistic automatons caressing techno fetishes unknown maybe i m deranged a herbert west inside of me hoping to raise the dead to find some life in this species selfish bred atavist as you watch your institutions decay contradictions remain institutions decay weakeners so weakening they bait cast and reel to the passive so ready to kneel with hooks firm in mouth they carry forth on this path unbowed so quick to turn away so quick to unleash the blade as cracks across the dam still hold back a world we can t comprehend atavist atavist institutions decay contradictions remain institutions decay weakeners so weakening cut the cord and start the fire ass seers of oblivion all color turns to black forfeit the unknown upon the rack of circumstance so goes the folly of man a fool in a forest of fear as you like it they will say there s plenty more just like you here 
['brutal death metal', 'death metal', 'deathgrind', 'grindcore', 'technical death metal']