The Collection - Signs of the Swarm, Matt Honeycutt, Nick Arthur

Only the weak will be collected, forgotten

Petrified suicide

Left without salvation

Paralyzed, pacified by their lies

Petrified, blood ran dry

Live rot then you fucking die

Worthless fucking parasites

The light is what makes you blind

Mindless

Everything you live for is a lie

Worthless parasites

Slave to the fucking hive mind

Worthless fucking parasites

The light is what makes you fucking blind

Try but you cannot resist

The hive mind

Scream in vain

Time to submit and fall in line

Fall in line

Times up

Tighten up

Look at us

Like hrist we’ll nail your ass up

Pulling down goddamn heaven

Til top hits the bottom

Triple 6 triple 7

Sins never ending lies

Sleepy baby slumbering softly

Unaware of the madness

Eyes closed and minds open

We descend into the darkness

Horror

Sins never ending

Choking upon ignorance and sadness

Terror

Into the darkness

We all are bound to this never ending madness

Failure

Force fed bullshit

Deathly violence

Mesmerized you’re silent

Submit

To the collection

Life of sedation

Caged vision

Left with no salvation

Mindless

Everything you live for is a lie

Worthless parasites

Slaves to the fucking hive mind

Worthless fucking parasites

The light is what make you fucking blind

Try but you cannot resist

The hive mind

Scream in vain

Time to submit and fall in line

Fall in line

Lies bound to the eyes of the drones, forever in slumber

Fall in line

Sickened by your distorted vision

Repulsive conditions, harkening a light

Fall in line

Submit to the collection