World of Ash - Atrament

Eternal black storm, rain like motor oil

Winds of dust sandblasting skin

Nothing survives in the wake of mankind

Nothing can grow where we set foot

Yet we try to build, cities built on ruins

Destined to be ruins once again

Nothing can survive in the wake of mankind, nothing

Lifeless skies, no heaven above

Only hell below.

Only torment

Lifeless skies, reflection of mankind

Eternal black storm, rain like motor oil

Winds of dust sandblasting skin

No fucking shelter from this plague

No shelter from ourselves