What We Have Become - Between the Buried and Me

Is this justifiable, this is life we lead

Blind stares at what we call humanity

So afraid to face what has already become of us

The dark cloud passed lifetimes ago

The «saints» drink the blood of their own

Your pathetic prayers mean nothing for…

Our mother is already dead

She tried her best but the dirt choked her

We raped her, and laughed as we fucked her last chance of survival

I sleep on her tears.

They keep me awake

I fear that closing my eyes might end me

But what am I?

I’m just a worthless member of a twisted language

We all speak this twisted language

Is this justifiable?

We have raped her, and we are pleasured from this

Thinking this progress… progress stopped lifetimes ago

We are raping with this life we lead

Everything is all right

Lies-the twisted language we all breathe