🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Global Flatline - Aborted

 Global Flatline
 
  this walking nightmare
 This  an Abominable Revelation
 No flesh shall quench  impulses to kill
 Mouldy muliebral textures I relentlessly 
 This final absolution I grant the human 
 
  in a purulent bliss, a goregasmic pit
 Pathetic meaningless lives, zealots in a rotting 
 This is the end of  flesh
 
 Cataclismic discharge  emotional decay
 A waste of breath and time,  the saw I extirpate
 A pathological  or a deity's wrath,
 For man is disease and must be put  at last
 
 The world a canvas for me to corrupt 
 Rid  stinking earth of all that rots
 For all those I desecrate, for the corpuscles 
 Merely a detrimental  grave
 
 Global termination - for which man  born
  Salvation - aftermath forlorn
 Global Termination - for  man was born
 Genocidal Salvation - we are the  of the world
 
  this walking nightmare
 This death, a prolonged 
 No flesh shall quench  impulses to kill
 The end of all life I  crave
  final absolution I grant the human race