Grinding Down the Gears Songtext
von Dyscarnate

Grind down!

Eternally loyal to the dynasty, the driving force behind a prodigal empire
Defending its honour to the final breath
Banishing all traitors with no regrets
Adhering to the cries of its master′s desires

Poised, diligent and standing tall
Sacrificing all at its beck and call
Kneel and obey for its every need

No gratitude expressed from this mortal sin
Spreading, conquering with expendable kin
Total domination – its only persistence
Assuming absolutely over its wretched existence


Leaders outweigh followers, decisiveness fails
The message lost in whisper, chaos prevails
Mass hordes of tyrants command a sparse minority
Sparing the efficient priority
Grinding down the gears of the machine
Wasting wealth on maggots unseen, ugh

Living to serve the sole purpose, terminal and decaying
Exhausting the only resource, working slaves to death, ruling by
Force

Everyone must suffer
It can just defraud
To satisfy its hunger for an undeserved reward

Leeching off itself, then assuming rapid assistance
Expecting sympathy, guidance and unquestioned adherence
Comparative to an infant, it must be spoon fed
To squander it all and seek sustenance again
And again, and again, and again