Lyrics Generation Doom (Count Me Out) - Profane Omen

Generation Doom (Count Me Out)

HE-RI-TACE!
What is left from yesterday?
Only violence and the sense of greed -- I gag!
A shallow world where crises are solved with a sum of all our fears…
There’s too many problems now;
we’re at the point of no return (dead end now)
We’re forced to look the other away, while all this decays…
Poisoned by this need to kneel…
I wash my face with filth, confession incomplete
And I leave this place in fires, hoping it’ll learn someday
A future where handguns are leading the way is something I can’t take,
bang bang!
Traditions of a culture buried under the agony of men…
It’s a race of self-destruction -- who can beat the odds?
And we can read our names in today’s obituary…
Poisoned by this need to kneel…
I wash my face with filth, confession incomplete
And I leave this place in fires, hoping it’ll learn someday
COUNT, ME, OUT (from this abomination)
Drained out…
I keep on washing my face with filth this confession’s left incomplete
And I leave this place in fires, in fires…
And hope you will learn someday…