Absolute Hope Absolute Hell - Fit For An Autopsy

We could have had it all

Before the wells ran dry

Before the cities fell

Yet we still think

It’ll all end well

Absolute hope, absolute Hell

What’s there behind the eyes?

Just souls & sulphur

Black & cold

Strip us to ashes & bone

Starving for love, dying alone

Watch it suffer

Watch it burn

Watch it die

Dance with the puppetry

Hollow silhouettes born of animosity

Hung by the rope threaded by the kings

Inhuman disaster tearing at the seams

Lead us not unto temptation

Lead us to the suicide of the fallen nations

God of nothing

Bring the sheep to the slaughter

Absolute hope, absolute Hell

Strip us to ashes & bone

& so the apathy spread like cancer

Dripping through the beams in the towers

Staining the souls of the pacifists

Still complacent in the final hour

Distracted youth

A nation of bullshit status

Raked through the teeth

Of the corporate apparatus

We could have had it all

Before the cities fell

Yet we still think it’ll all end well

Absolute hope, absolute Hell

We could have had it all