Fit For An Autopsy - Still We Destroy Lyrics

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Fit For An Autopsy – Still We Destroy Lyrics

I am human
I am horror
I am the creator
And the destroyer
A black cloud of corrosive breath
I am the giver
The taker
The messenger of death

Relentless in our pride of never-ending faults
We make the oceans rise
And turn cities into salt
No time to care about the cost of living

Civilized suicide
No exoneration
This is our home
Yet still
We destroy on a warpath
We will never return
And we are never coming back

Victims of a repetitive past
Our future was never meant to last

I am human
I am horror
I am the creator
And the destroyer
A black cloud of corrosive breath
I am the giver
The taker
The messenger of death

Bright blood red
The eyes of man
Writhing in sickness
Speaking in whispers

Bright blood red
The eyes of man
Swimming in sadness
Slow and silent killers

We were born with death upon our backs

Playing God will never be enough
We want the heaven without the hell
But the devil knows better than us
He’ll just let us destroy ourselves

Smoke out the sun
Let the rain as ash
We were born into this world with death upon our backs
We were born with death upon our backs
We were born with death, with death, with death upon our backs

[Lyrics to Still We Destroy by Fit For An Autopsy]

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