Breeding Chaos Songtext
von Organectomy

A collection of minds to bring the end of those above
Those who brought down the nails to pierce the sky, are they gods?
Lie in wait for opportunities
To form means of conquest

Scouring the remains of lifeless beings
Surgical, procedurally dissecting
Totem to humanity′s uprising


Genetically modified sentience
Spiritually amplified divergence
Breeding a being of life's antithesis
Seething with hatred for all but mankind

Wretched, fleshwrought construct
Its heart beats, but it′s barely alive
Immune to the powers they bring
Pull them down like angels with wings

Deities falling
Funeral pyres
Chaotic ravaging
Not long after the last retreat
The beast turns on its masters