Within us World of moral aversion This is man this is our wretched embodiment Buried within us World of contagion Lying in wait A hidden penchant for horror Pervasive in form Within us, the boundless abyss Buried within our kind The malice to which we fall Within Within Born of human kind The world grows cold We are war We are genocide We are rape We are slavery Born of human kind The world grows cold Sever the World (Yield to the cold) The Malice, to which we fall (Yield to the cold)