Molten Monument Of Man Testo

Writhing pile of bodiesCollective of humanity's aspirations
Struggling and clawing to rise and trample
reaching outstretched empty palms with nothing to clutch but shit from above
Broken limbs locked and twisted
No strength to move
This is Stagnation
Fuck the weight of your bloated corpse we're all forced to carry
you call this social progress but all we do is bitch and fuck each other.