Crematory Fumes

Our fierce power hunger devours all in sight
Innocent hope trampled by boots and tank tracks

Dystopain nightmares unravel before our eyes
Civilization's paralysed and everyday we let it slide

Behold the flaming furnace
Emitting the smog of futures lost
Gaze into the days ahead
A legacy of land and flesh up in smoke

Futures lost, our legacy up in smoke

Recon by fire, twisted game of chance
Pawns get a bullet to the head
Technocracy's many faces of death
Flood the streets with dread

Our fierce power hunger devours all in sight
Innocent hope trampled by boots and tank tracks

Wanton malice has always reigned supreme
World peace appears to be a silly fucking dream
The weak and poor suffer inexplicably
In a cycle of perpetual agony

Suffocate on the crematory fumes
Generation after generation all but doomed