The Wretched End - Numbered Days lyrics

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The Wretched End - Numbered Days

Generated through ages of time and dust

Supposed to be the last mass

All wrapped up in malicious human lust

A god-denying, self-imposed tale

Macabre, yet intriguing fascinating

A world high on stale

Why are we all hibernating ?

A breath-taking experience for any and all

Gut wrenching pleasure

Bravest are the ones who still stand tall

By all means, use it as a measure

Our days are numbered - all the way down

Catle and men - all going to end

Spirit of the world, defunct and forgotten

White noise, it is all tormenting our souls

A kin so near, still so far away

It cuts through even our bowls

Can anyone lead the goddamn way ?

A shower of blood, a sink full of waste

An idiot with an icon, a moron short of words

Is that what you call good taste ?

Where is the mouth full of worms ?

Our days are numbered - all the way down

Catle and men all going to end

spirit of the world, defunct and forgotten

Let's pray it's going to be quick