Miscreants Songtext
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Miscreants Songtext
We have made an unprecedented misconception
This was a terrible mistake
We gave them a responsibility
Our godless actions led to
Creation of these insolent creatures
We should have left this place alone
Omit the desolation
Our ignorance is a disease
We overshadowed our judgement
This was the birth of an intolerant power
Our efforts were a conclusion
Disgrace we′ve had to turn upon us
Our apathy around us
Consumed beyond anything and more
The reckless point of nature
And its self-sacrificial subject
Is something we did not expect
Terminate them all
As we watch and revel
These sickly beings reveal disgustance
How will we manage to overlook
All the imperfection
Immune into their existence
Miscalculation of every proportion
Why do we let our suspect
Disconcern into ultimate chaos?
Eager machines obsessed with the
Ending of all forms of life
With disgrace and contempt
We will not do this futile attempt
But however are these dishonour seeds
This experiment has declined
A callous pursuit of a flawless design
It must be confined
The seed is corrupt
Now it will die
Blasphemous is the deed
The one that destroys its own fabrication
Obsequious is the fruit of this
Still not contained
Obsequious is the fruit of this criminal mess
This experiment has declined
A callous pursuit of a flawless design
It must be confined
The seed is corrupt
Now it will die
This was a terrible mistake
We gave them a responsibility
Our godless actions led to
Creation of these insolent creatures
We should have left this place alone
Omit the desolation
Our ignorance is a disease
We overshadowed our judgement
This was the birth of an intolerant power
Our efforts were a conclusion
Disgrace we′ve had to turn upon us
Our apathy around us
Consumed beyond anything and more
The reckless point of nature
And its self-sacrificial subject
Is something we did not expect
Terminate them all
As we watch and revel
These sickly beings reveal disgustance
How will we manage to overlook
All the imperfection
Immune into their existence
Miscalculation of every proportion
Why do we let our suspect
Disconcern into ultimate chaos?
Eager machines obsessed with the
Ending of all forms of life
With disgrace and contempt
We will not do this futile attempt
But however are these dishonour seeds
This experiment has declined
A callous pursuit of a flawless design
It must be confined
The seed is corrupt
Now it will die
Blasphemous is the deed
The one that destroys its own fabrication
Obsequious is the fruit of this
Still not contained
Obsequious is the fruit of this criminal mess
This experiment has declined
A callous pursuit of a flawless design
It must be confined
The seed is corrupt
Now it will die
Writer(s): Kevin Quilligan, Mickeal Schuurmann, Koen P H Romeijn, Michiel Van Der Plicht, Sanne Van Dijk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

