Discordia (Bra)

Gray Dawn

Discordia (Bra)


Chasing profit, no matter the cost, 
Destroying our homes in name of progess 
The enviroment does not supports our life forms 
Desperate, we appeal to high 

Technology 

Can't breath, polluted air 
Toxic cloud of smoke choking all mankind 
No food nor water, millions starve to death 
to survive this living hell, become a machine 

Slowly marching into decay 
blind, the doomed ones 
Lining and willing to lose their humanity 
For a chance of cold existence 

Mechanization of mankind, 
Salvation for the few ones who can pay 
All that we knew no more exists 
Behold, the Gray Dawn 

Our world is now left behind 
Computers with human minds 
No babies are born, just factories 
No more feelings of any kind 
A whole world destroyed by greed