The  Bridal  Procession  -  Shroud  of  the  End

Hey,

passionate  lover

All  the  lies  you  fed  yourself  with  along  the  years

Your  naivety  is  pathetic

Face  the  evidence,  that  there's  no  solution

Theres  no  place  for  love  in  such  a  declining  situation

Feelings  mean  nothing  when  its  about  our  own  end

We  are  only  humans  in  the  end

Forging  ourselves  in  lies  and  hypocrisy

We  are  beasts  pretending  to  be  the  dominating  breed

When  we  are  nothing  more  than  fucking  scum

Your  death  will  be  the  end  of  everything

Stop  dreaming  about  rotting  hand  in  hand

We  received  everything  on  a  silver  salver

Resources,  brains  and  capacity  to  express  feelings

Evolution  is  rusting  just  like  our  integrity

Whatever  created  everyone  of  us

Made  the  biggest  mistake  of  all  time

By  inserting  malice  into  its  creation

This  will  never  be  the  same

Now  that  the  countdown  is  over

Our  meaningless  existances  are  reduced  to  dust

Reduced  to  dust

Religions,  Passions,  everything  you  believed  in

Is  nothing  more  than  a  memory

Memory.