Letra de Ill Prosperity

A celebration of abiding decay, fornicating reality
Contagion expanding, ravaging the populace
An inner rage of sloth
Force-feeding the nation with debt, inflicting the bane of existence
Beholders of wage with no deed pursued
Occupying a stronghold of degradation
The plague rises forth to conformity, sweeping the masses
Crippled, diseased
Judgment so clouded, filth so pervasive
Visceral acts have become so inept
Withstanding prosperity; tarnished with misery
Ill-disposed vermin crawling in waste
Marching onward through the valley of fate; the precipice of death
A throne built upon the destruction of prospect
Near-dead bodies at the mouth of delusion
Depriving embodiment; throw the herd to the wolves
When corruption turns to aberration, the worriment ensues
An illusion of abundance, hastily vanishing
Sovereign encouraged stupefied state; veracious scum of the earth
Starving for release; indisposed mindless youth
Gorging obedience, absorbing riches, our vigor depleting
Disfiguration, mutation, an alteration so vulgar
Confined to malnourishment, the quandary arises
A celebration of abiding, fornicating reality
Contagion expanding, ravaging the populace
An inner rage of sloth
Our common demeanor has created inhuman disease
Fear strikes the wicked as we become a new breed
Swine for slaughter!
The human race not sane until they bleed