Within us
World of moral aversion
This is man

This is our wretched embodiment

Buried within us

World of contagion

Lying in wait

A hidden penchant for horror
Pervasive in form
Within us, the boundless abyss


Buried within our kind
The malice to which we fall


Within
Within


Born of human kind
The world grows cold

We are war
We are genocide
We are rape

We are slavery
Born of human kind
The world grows cold


Sever the World
(Yield to the cold)

The Malice, to which we fall
(Yield to the cold)