Deconstructive Theory - Nihil Obstat

Mechanical

And synthetic thoughts drive us… into a deconstructive theory

Fog covers a blurred horizon… uncontrollable hysteria

Diffused view through the storm… a future so obscure

This dark view of ourselves… Is eternity defeated?

Living in an ephemeral life full of emotions

Confined piece of future lost

These emotions create the ability to live it

Is just one more benefit of our intellect?

Pushing technology for our own torture

Probabilities of survival are almost none

On this depleted planet, all resources misused

Depopulation is now imminent

Brought to this world against our will

To the arid lands infected in faults

Bred, Born and raised as slaves

Loading the bitter yoke of this curse

A curse that has corrupted each mental state

Each weakness, each desire

Each ability, will disappear

As a blow of lividity feeding our perversity

Our harmful and deconstructive lifestyle

That corrodes our primitive instincts

And the depths of our bowels reflecting our hate in the spoils of the dead ones

As they drag their feet for the Earth consuming the putrid meat of our own

abhorrence