Pale Death (Explicit)

Put a new beginning on repeat until it makes the ending different

We have to face the fact that we’re products of the human condition

Piled upon generations of mistakes & the violence that came before

When pale death comes creeping there's no use for running

*SAMPLE*

Panic sets in, feel it breathing down your neck

Lost connection, spinal function losing what you have left inside your bones, nothing left of what you call home.

Do You

Find God

To Be

Giving or Merciful

Watching again as the bodies all pile up

Ending stays the same

When death comes creeping

Bodies all pile up,

Their souls all leaving.

Perpetual state of war

More efficient killing.

Created from the violence that came before.

Panic sets in on your neck it's breathing

Violence as before but the end is nearing

Panic running everywhere

No-one will be set to spare

As the bodies pile up watch their souls all leave