Still We Destroy

I am human I am horror I am the creator and the destroyer A black cloud of corrosive breath I am the giver, the taker, the messenger of death Relentless in our pride of never-ending faults We make the oceans rise and turn cities into salt No time to care about the cost of living Civilized suicide No exoneration This is our home yet still we destroy On a warpath we will never return And we are never coming back Victims of a repetitive past Our future was never meant to last I am human I am horror I am the creator and the destroyer A black cloud of corrosive breath I am the giver, the taker, the messenger of death Bright blood red The eyes of man Writhing in sickness Speaking in whispers Bright blood red The eyes of man Swimming in sadness Slow and silent killers We were born with death upon our backs Playing god will never be enough We want the heaven without the hell But the devil knows better than us He'll just let us destroy ourselves Smoke of the sun Let the rain fall as ash We were born into this world with death upon our backs We were born with death upon our backs We were born with death, with death upon our backs

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 12, 2026