We Run AMOC And Our Luck Runs Out

We run amok and luck runs out
The dead will rule the ruins
Now we find out
Save who and what you can
How hate can destroy all of man
Kind
Is not what we are

Sink or swim it matters not
My vortices will cleanse
Your rot, it mends (my elements)
Tears, streaming down my bones
They aim to follow home
What goes on when we're alone
(God only knows)

But he doesn't exist, so you're left clueless
You'll pay for the collective hubris
One of these days will be our last
There will be no future to consider the past
We are headed towards our downfall fast
Faster than you'd like
Cry, fill the rivers you've bled dry and

Sink or swim it matters not
My vortices will cleanse
Your rot, it mends (my elements)
Tears, streaming down my bones
They aim to follow home
What goes on when we're alone
(God only knows)
The chance, of breathing or drowning
As age of man extends
Expands, with luck (and revolution)
Fear, seeping through your homes
Polluting your biome
With loans from the thrones
(Kill them all)

Fuck this

Feeling out of this world
Certainly acting this way
Fighting, such is nature
Struggle, blessed hatred

Sink or swim it matters not
My vortices will cleanse
Your rot, it mends (my elements)
Tears, streaming down my bones
They aim to follow home
What goes on when we're alone
(God only knows)
The chance, of breathing or drowning
As age of man extends
Expands, with luck (and revolution)
Fear, seeping through your homes
Polluting your biome
With loans from the thrones
(Kill them all)

Kill them all

Fuck this