Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ill Prosperity, artist - Depths of Hatred. Date of issue: 16.10.2014
Song language: English
Ill Prosperity |
| A celebration of abiding decay, fornicating reality |
| Contagion expanding, ravaging the populace |
| An inner rage of sloth |
| Force-feeding the nation with debt, inflicting the bane of existence |
| Beholders of wage with no deed pursued |
| Occupying a stronghold of degradation |
| The plague rises forth to conformity, sweeping the masses |
| Crippled, diseased |
| Judgment so clouded, filth so pervasive |
| Visceral acts have become so inept |
| Withstanding prosperity; |
| tarnished with misery |
| Ill-disposed vermin crawling in waste |
| Marching onward through the valley of fate; |
| the precipice of death |
| A throne built upon the destruction of prospect |
| Near-dead bodies at the mouth of delusion |
| Depriving embodiment; |
| throw the herd to the wolves |
| When corruption turns to aberration, the worriment ensues |
| An illusion of abundance, hastily vanishing |
| Sovereign encouraged stupefied state; |
| veracious scum of the earth |
| Starving for release; |
| indisposed mindless youth |
| Gorging obedience, absorbing riches, our vigor depleting |
| Disfiguration, mutation, an alteration so vulgar |
| Confined to malnourishment, the quandary arises |
| A celebration of abiding, fornicating reality |
| Contagion expanding, ravaging the populace |
| An inner rage of sloth |
| Our common demeanor has created inhuman disease |
| Fear strikes the wicked as we become a new breed |
| Swine for slaughter! |
| The human race not sane until they bleed |