Age of Torment - My Own Grave

Our brutal age of hemoclysm

Of massacre to awe

Slavery, crusades or Khan

Death has not been reckoned like '45

Chivalry has not evolved like malice

Cure has forced the virus to mutate

A ravenous saturn devouring his own

Feeding of itself

Screaming without a tongue

Blind, eyes gouged out

Sold to suffering, dehumanized

Desecrated in our refined age or torment

Demonicide, genocide

The only beasts to rape her own kind

World downfall, utopia banished

Replaced by religious war

Soul denied, blood defiled

Just a grain of sand expunged

No memory, no life was here to claim

Only nameless death

Screaming without a tongue

Gaping holes for eyes

Desecrated, immolated, dehumanized

Dehumanized