Testo Downward

Racing forward to out oblivion
sped up by the shit heap that we're living in
a crutch that we use to help us stand, is a pile shat out by man

technology used to aims so trival, so that we're kept amused and oblivious, living a warm electronic womb
til resources run dry, but how soon?
waiting for the -
survival takes the backseat to conveinience greed and apathy over common sense, it's a beast that never ceases eating mankind it seems is self defearing
waiting for the -
waiting for the end

watch as the fuse burns down every day, running out of time to turn away, on a downward spiral to the end

waiting for the end of all of this, will we fall apart when it gets to it?
on a downward spiral to the end
racing forward to our extinction
racing forward to the brink
racing forward to our extinction
racing forward