A Feast for the Rats

Rats are doing fine in that sweet apocalypse
Survival instinct, blind and meaningless
Past is forgotten. future? nobody cares
The poisoned earth lost forever, a wasted land
Fear death, but it’s coming anyway
Now ask yourself, have you ever truly lived?
No!
Worms are crawling in ruins under a burning sun
Crawling and feasting all over the rotten home of mankind
Acid rains everywhere from polluted oceans
To the highest mountains
What remains of the living?
The planet itself destroys the disease
Man is the disease
Fear death, but it’s coming anyway
Now ask yourself, have you ever truly lived?
No!
We are the witnesses
Of how much we fucked it up
And the last ones will be
A feast for the rats