Consumption Songtext
von Primitive Man

Instability inherited
Mistakes blossom like spring failures
The weeds around this rotting house
How will I remember the good years
When the last quarter century has been so fucking bad?

How will I cherish now
When life only comes with a lease?

Living in a dying world
World peace is a dream long dead
No man is a brother of mine

No leach

No leach
Will claim
Themselves to be a friend of mine again


I′m not sorry
Until the last pig
Takes it's last fucking breath
You can′t trust
A fucking thing
That you read
That you see
That you fuck
That you feel
That you meet
Planet or garbage dump?

Humanity
Rotten on the vine

Humanity rotten on the vine
What now?