Fear Tomorrow - Fit For An Autopsy

«Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!»

It never ends

The rats that carry the plague

Withstand each passing wave

Gnawing through the resistance

Earth aches to open

And shed the surface

Hell will greet us with vengeance

Pits of devils

Send whispers through soil

All life is fleeting

Sickened servants

The common extinction

Of irrational beings

Paint the faces of messiahs upon the trees

Gods to graves to gods again or so it seems

Picturesque this poison

Blood is soon to follow

And with each dying day

You will learn to fear tomorrow

Fear tomorrow

How they crawl

Like serpents from their holes

Blissfully ignorant

The punishment is permanent

Fools will follow

Footsteps to the fire

Where hell will greet us with vengeance

Pits of devils

Send whispers through soil

All life is fleeting

Sickened servants

The common extinction

Of irrational beings

The eyes of hope

See nothing

Billions of corpses

Entombed in dirt

Swallowed by the salivating

Sewer mouth of the earth

Scars of timeless fractures

Shift in perfect form beneath our feet

Aligned to the ends of the falling sky

That couldn’t hold the air we breathe

Paint the faces of messiahs upon the trees

Gods to graves to gods again or so it seems

Picturesque this poison

Blood is soon to follow

And with each dying day

Now you will learn to fear tomorrow

Hell will greet us with vengeance

Hell will greet us with vengeance