My Flesh, A Pittance Lyrics

in times of emptiness and sorrow,
my soul brims with hatred and despair
this wretched world as meaningless and empty
as all those pathetic beings cursed with consciousness
gazing with repulsion on mankind
despicable vermin, abominations
walking carcasses of spittle and dung
mindless avatars of twisted appetites
civilization a vast landscape
of desolation and psychic slaughter
when there is not one soul left unravish'd

i will lie in the dampness of fallen leaves
my heart will beat the earth's breath
i will let my blood spill on exposéd roots
no audience for my death rattle but the indifferent trees and rocks

my flesh i commend to the bosom of the forest
my spirit awaits the solace of obliteration