Between The Buried And Me - What We Have Become

Is this justifiable, this is life we lead
Blind stares at what we call humanity
So afraid to face what has already become of us
The dark cloud passed lifetimes ago
The "saints" drink the blood of their own
Your pathetic prayers mean nothing for…
Our mother is already dead
She tried her best but the dirt choked her
We raped her, and laughed as we fucked her last chance of survival
I sleep on her tears. They keep me awake
I fear that closing my eyes might end me
But what am I? I'm just a worthless member of a twisted language
We all speak this twisted language
Is this justifiable? We have raped her, and we are pleasured from this
Thinking this progress… progress stopped lifetimes ago
We are raping with this life we lead
Everything is all right
Lies-the twisted language we all breathe