Forward/Willing/Sickness

As the symbols are ingrained and the skylines erected
In the blood of our offspring the earth of tomorrow is soaked
When the breaking light of another day shall dawn for man
The willing host of the ill ones shall inhabit the wastelands
Poison
Instinct
Boneless
Confining walls
Weak flesh
Crawling
Prison
Our plastic perfection is a thin disguise
A sickness sculptured by faithful hands
Ours is the illusion — even in death
As the hedonistic shadows swallow mankind
Flesh and bone were to fail in the end
Forward
Willing
Sickness
Into marble halls
Plastic
Fragile
Surface
The faithful hands
Weak flesh
Crawling
Prison
Forward
Willing
Sickness
Into marble halls
Forward
Plastic
Fragile
Surface