Carcass - Dark Sermon

I wish I could be blind to the evils of this world

But one cannot unlearn the truth

One cannot erase the accounts of the damned

The tales of corrupted youth

These images are burned into my brain

Of the sick, the dark, and depraved

When the time comes to claim the dead

Not a single soul will be saved

You each have played your part in this

Piece by piece, you wore her away

She is no longer a loving mother

We inhabit a cold shell

A rotten carcass

Maggots squirm and eat away

At what remains of a formerly fruitful harvest

Her hair, no longer vibrant and soft

Now dry and knotted and weak

Her skin, now as pale as the moon

Whose tears roll down her cheek

You have caused this tragedy

This untimely end of a beautiful life

Undeserving swine

You wretched race

You murderous heathens of malice and spite

A clean slate will restore her beauty

A lifeless world is a world of worth

A clean slate will restore her beauty

A lifeless world is a world of worth

I am the pale horse, and he who rode upon it

I am the plague that will cleanse the earth