Agonal Breathing

By Devcord

On Dysthymia

Released on August 1, 2018

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Greed keeps the mania, a breeding ground for desires

Decadence all over the world keeps the ordure alive

Marching in step to damnation no one will survive

A treacherous time to live, hopeless dreams trail away to nothingness

Unspoken words, no use

Endless, nameless is the list of blasted souls

A matter of time

That we can't rewind

A matter of time, that we all go by

If there was a god he would be ashamed

And the spawn of darkness would be the new human lord

If there was a god he would be destroyed by the badly-brought up children of humanity

Anger, hate and agony

Betrayal, lying, apathy

A matter of time that everything goes by

A matter of time there is no rewind

Self defeating thoughts - poison for the soul

Silent screams will smother on their way to hell

The faith in god destroys this world

People are digging their own grave - no need to be sorry

People are trapped in their own cage and they do not worry