Tortorum

Fucking Worthless

Tortorum


Each and every value has been uttered
By mere human mouths
Sculpted by the hands of men alone
An nothing more, nothing more!
Making man the measure of all
His poisoned eyes behold
An architect of his own conceit
And atrocity, atrocity!

Where is deemed to lie the higher
Domain of reference
For the value of fucking life?
In and of itself its worth is nothing
This value that man puts on man

Scarred will be the skin of these
Miserable daughters you prize
Cast into oblivion all values man made
That suffocate the intellect with
The foul breath of empathy
That lies alone on filthy human tongues

All jewels of treachery
Hear thou this patent truth
All life is fucking worthless
As is every empty word and every
Futile fucking deed

Torn apart shall be all senile values
Mere emblems of insolence and vanity

Only in death will they find rest!
Only in death will they find rest!