The Genocide Machine Lyrics - Circle Of Dead Children

I can feel the Earth's erratic pulsations below its filthy thick rippled foreskin 

This feeling is far too comforting 

The universe's largest assembly line working subconsciously towards 

the goal of global genocide 

Will we ever have a chance to look back and laugh? 

As a human I have succeeded in etching my own notch from the planet's scum and failed in my effort for concern 

As individual units we are the gears, the lubricants, the cables 

As one we are the genocide machine 

This feeling is far too comforting 

Burn in soothing satisfaction 

Burn in comfort 

Burn the genocide machine