Truent. - Creating Mortality Lyrics

Further we regress
Growing weak to escape this modern way of death
Can we create our own mortality?
Can you resurrect what is now absent?
Deny the culling by cerebral genocide
Synapses cauterized
Recall the failures of our lives, can't recall the reasons for why, we're sold deliverance
Ever present eyes
Those oppressive voices, droning on, whispering
"Bite down on the lead, you're wasted, snuff the light out"
We inflict this modern way of death
Save your breath
Can't realize your actions keeping the words stuck in your chest
"Free" inside designed futility
Faceless amidst the casualties of our meaningless descent
Pain, an omission of the death we're owed
We suffer alone
Claim the death you're owed
Cultivate the corpses
Break and bleed them of their worth, in the machine
Among the cogs, and six feet deep
Can you hear it? The walls are conspiring
"You're better hanging from your neck"
Give up, your f*cking life's spent"
We inflict this modern way of death
Wake up, from this poisoned reverie
We create our own mortality
Death is only an ancient memory
We create our own mortality