Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Transcendence of Gods, artist - Ingested. Album song The Level Above Human, in the genre Date of issue: 26.04.2018
Record label: Unique Leader
Song language: English
Transcendence of Gods |
| Divinity through misanthropy |
| Through genocide we shed the skin of the earth |
| Affinity for brutality |
| Sacrificial impregnation of our rebirth |
| Cleanse the world with the blood of the obsolete |
| Bounty of bodies, what a feast for the worms |
| Depopulation, conclusion of our demonstration |
| Active eugenics, the pioneers, the pinnacle |
| We bear the burden, exhorters of eradication |
| Sublime and supreme, the sickly screams are mankind’s swansong |
| Our dedication, devout in all our devastation |
| Exiled, erased, the pentacle, the paragon |
| Line them up, smash their skulls, mass extinction |
| Cease all bloodlines. |
| How can life have any value? |
| Surplus of sentience, cull the cretins |
| Beyond mortal, chosen by natural selection |
| Pity: not an emotion I assign to the human race |
| Prestige, subpar remotion. |
| We are the coming, the chosen elite |
| How ironic, you’ve become the hunted |
| There is no legacy forgotten when we end your species |
| Diachronic devolution of your dogmas |
| Not even worthy to serve, we supersede |
| Witness the transcendence of Gods |
| Divinity through misanthropy |
| Through genocide we shed the skin of the earth |
| Affinity for brutality |
| Sacrificial impregnation of our rebirth |
| Line them up, smash their skulls, mass extinction |
| Cease all bloodlines. |
| How can life have any value? |
| Surplus of sentience, cull the cretins |
| Beyond mortal, chosen by natural selection |
| Throw their bodies in the pit and let our children feast |
| They will gorge on the easiest prey |
| Drown the scourge in their own filth |
| Don’t stop until we’ve murdered them all |
| Watching them all weep, we don’t give a fuck |
| Herding all the sheep, you’re all out of luck |
| Thank us, you’ve witnessed the cure for the sickness |
| Open your eyes, are you ready to see |
| The transcendence of Gods |
| Line them up, smash their skulls, cease all bloodlines |