Lowborn Extinction

Worthless scion - what is left of your world?
Unbound hatred - wartorn solitude
Rage and sadness - predators towards yourself
Human terror - a world engulfed in flames of madness
You are wasting all your time to feed the mouths that spit on you
Strangled by their greed, you choke on your own hybris
The banners of their power they pierce the sky in unity
Hand on heart, heel on heel - sing their songs of lunacy
Spaced out - broken
Bow down before your screens
Modern tin gods - handheld consumerism
Riches and trinkets - promises of wealth and status
Lowborn extinction - acceptablе necessity
Born into forlorn servitudе and chained to the status quo
Bound to false promises - cultists of the afterglow
Fading obscurity - dazed but no longer idle
Walls are crumbling, eyes wide open - class against class