The Pendulum Swing

Spread the infected in circles
The clock is ticking around this failing human breeding ground
This cursed race is destined to crawl in its own filth
And scavange the cure from the masses
Of the fallen
Someday you’ll never understand
Your days are numbered
And then the day will come when you know
Your days are numbered
After the evacuation of evolution
The sky will mourn the light away
And there will be no survivors
After the evacuation of evolution
The Sky will mourn the light of day
And there will be no survivors
The clock is ticking…