Tear your throat out

Reject everything from within

This is imperative, all will go black

The problem lies in the silence

There will be nothing that remains, only desolation

As our civilization reverts to dust

This will surely desecrate honor

Suffocate inside of your silence

While dissipating memories

Break through your resolve

There will come a time when the world will run out of all light

And the imminent demise is forced right into your own throat

So you can choke on the lies that shredded your own voice

And kept it paralyzed by the fear of the inevitable

Suffocate alone in your ignorance

While mesmerizing images will lull you to sleep

All problems lie in the silence

You can sever the head but voices still remain

Choke

I’ll tear your throat out

The problem lies in the violence, for only the aftermath remains

Complete and utter destruction, where a civilization once lived and stood

This will surely revoke all honor

We destroy

There will come a time

When the world will run out of all hope

And the lurking demise is forced right into

Your hemorrhaging throat

So you can choke on the lies

That carved your insides

To leave it paralyzed

Skinned and hanging from your spine