Homo Iratus

Equipollence

Homo Iratus


Enjoying silence while born deaf 
Serene being blessed with infliction 

Born sick in an already sickening world 
Which poisons back the ones that shed the poison upon it 

Nature does not avenge it goes with the flow 
We have midlessly distorted 
To serve our greed and "evolving" species 

Evolution is respect in all things 
Something we lost 
Something that few remember 
And even rare few live by 

Now as everything deteriorates 
We try to fathom the reasons "why?" 
While being right in front of our eyes 

Pretend we need to figure out why 
While why eludes consciously our conscience 
In order to wipe the guilt clean from our hides 

The sarcofagus of our souls we so much take care of 
Caring more for the outside while we leave the inside to rot 

Balance of effect 
Born sick 
Balance of effect 
Already sickening 

And with it rots the environment 
We need to support our existence 
As we poison and strip it clean 
Of all resources 

Just for the sake of pure profit 
Giving jack shit about the comming 
Generations that will face 
The planet we turned into a whore. 

And like a whore it will pass the disease 
Onto them as they fuck the planet too 
.... Euipollence