Fallen are the people of a decaying race,
Now proclaiming the legacy inherited too late – too late,
Mankind – The dying creed, Reared on ignorance and greed,
On suffering we feed devouring all beyond our needs.
A path of self destruction thay cannot see,
Regarding their only interest in profitability – They cannot see,
Open our mind before it is too late,
Unlock the chains of confinement that we create.
Grasping all that you can – overloaded capacity,
Nothing can conceal instinctive rapacity.
A movement to disaster could this be the final plan,
Lyric Dying Creed – Bolt Thrower