Human Obsolescence Songtext
von Abysmal Dawn

Your deal, a life of repentance
The stage, a sentence we must call the end
Your will, a massive act
The apparatus of a man′s mind, wound
Your grip, a life of regrets
The harsh reality of the act to be met
An end, the slaughter in a bath
You are cast aside, embrace yourself
The experience of your life
A fading memory plagued by loss of wrong and right
The work that you have done


The rules are always set before you have begun
It's time to turn my bow
No tears, just anger and doubt
And it′s death now, once to God
A war, human absolution
Forever, the species are to be
All, turned to blood
Your expiration is near
Your purpose in the human way, more than ends
You're at one with the Earth
You've learned your anatomy, the least you have