The Colonist Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | The Process of Human Extermination(2011) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Deathcore |
Labels | Black Market Activities |
Ranked | #57 for 2011 , #1,733 all-time |
Album rating : 95 / 100
Votes : 3
Votes : 3
2. The Colonist (2:59)
Where does the setting sun go to rest?
Go to rest?
The darkest days come and go,
They never seem to end.
Inhuman, inhumane, inane existence.
Barely existing. Surviving.
Reviving a world that has been dead for years.
Blood sweat and tears.
Disinformation and fear.
We carry on like we serve a purpose.
Just a decaying gear in a machine,
Built to destroy itself from the inside out,
Bleeding from the mouth,
Calling out your name, carving out your hate.
Alone and breathing,
The same stagnant air the rats exhale.
Pushing through the waste,
The shallow graves.
Hoping to find a cure to cleanse the filth
Of the human race.
Expose the skull.
Leave the brain and pray it never stops dreaming.
Expose the bone, leave the heart
And pray it never stops beating.
Failure is not an option,
It's the only way out.
How long until it crumbles?
How much longer can we last?
Do we even have a choice?
Or do we stand a chance?
We place our faith and trust in the
Hands of heartless fucking liars,
So we can sleep at night.
And hope we never wake up.
Never wake up.
You can't control us all.
You'll never kill us all.
Failure is not an option.
It's the only way out.
You can't control us all.
You'll never fucking kill us all.
Go to rest?
The darkest days come and go,
They never seem to end.
Inhuman, inhumane, inane existence.
Barely existing. Surviving.
Reviving a world that has been dead for years.
Blood sweat and tears.
Disinformation and fear.
We carry on like we serve a purpose.
Just a decaying gear in a machine,
Built to destroy itself from the inside out,
Bleeding from the mouth,
Calling out your name, carving out your hate.
Alone and breathing,
The same stagnant air the rats exhale.
Pushing through the waste,
The shallow graves.
Hoping to find a cure to cleanse the filth
Of the human race.
Expose the skull.
Leave the brain and pray it never stops dreaming.
Expose the bone, leave the heart
And pray it never stops beating.
Failure is not an option,
It's the only way out.
How long until it crumbles?
How much longer can we last?
Do we even have a choice?
Or do we stand a chance?
We place our faith and trust in the
Hands of heartless fucking liars,
So we can sleep at night.
And hope we never wake up.
Never wake up.
You can't control us all.
You'll never kill us all.
Failure is not an option.
It's the only way out.
You can't control us all.
You'll never fucking kill us all.
The Process of Human Extermination - Lyrics
1. The Conqueror Lyrics | ▶ 2. The Colonist Lyrics |
3. The Desecrator Lyrics | 4. The Juggernaut Lyrics |
5. The Wolf Lyrics | 6. The Consumer Lyrics |
7. The Locust Lyrics | 8. The False Prophet Lyrics |
9. The Jackal Lyrics | 10. The Executioner Lyrics |
The Process of Human Extermination - Album Credits
Members
- Nate Johnson : Vocals
- Will Putney : Guitars
- Pat Sheridan : Guitars
- Charlie Busacca : Bass
- Brian Mathis : Drums
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