Wall of Dissonance Lyrics

As seasons change at an uneven tempo, the dark bells toll. All air grows thick
the dark bells toll. No withered existence when throats of the oak are sliced
first. Organic time. A waste. Desecration of. On the innocence. Wailing of
the lost. Echo of the abused chambers. Rows of exploitation. Truth
humiliated with ignorance of their kind. Vile putrid snakes of the world.
Meet your maker. Suffer, reap what you sow. Damned make this now the
repercussions of human hate. Suffer. Make you feel all that you create.
Human sickness now you seal your fate.