Ofb1t – The Death Of Man Lyrics
Artist: Ofb1t
Song: The Death Of Man
I come to you, i’ve landed sore
Into the sod and underground
Immanent to the cosmos’ core
You’re always here, you’re all of us
Meaning proved its useless use
Time flows washing instants diffused
Machinic pieces, games for pleasure
The thing itself now killed the measure
The Human does not breathe, love, hate or eat
Program human’s here and it’s selling deceit
Imperfect storms are on their way, We won’t obey
While others will crouch and stay and pray
Melt the chains, death to man
Glide through space over the ban
Open up open up, open up, open up
Look straight ahead and raise the cup
Shatter my fear, boot up my will
My eyes ablaze, on this wild chase
All shall fall, memories deface
The death of Man comes full of bacchic grace
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Release Year: 2021