The Ilk of Human Blindness Lyrics

	作词 : Ramsey, Walkyer
	Midsummer 2045 they lay upon
	The beaches burning
	Insects on a ball of rock
	Upon it's axis slowly turning
	Steel and concrete melanomas
	Punctuate the hot sunrise
	Spines now chilled by global warming
	Microwave their last goodbyes.
	For sixty years or more they say
	Mankind had known there'd come a day
	When there would be a price to pay. "Square Eyes" watched
	The fools game show
	The first to go and last to know
	Sat eating junkfood on death row (Feeding the fall of the human empire)
	No prophet cast the money lenders
	From their polystyrene temples
	Noone heard the penny drop
	All interest shown was incidental.
	Pity the chairman of the board
	For all these years he's piled his hoard
	But penniless he'll meet the lord
	As all the world prepares to die
	He stands before the needles eye
	Whilst countless millions pass him by (Fleeing the fall of the human empire)
	Recalling all those wasted hours
	Of motions passed and minutes taken
	Maybe now he feels remorse
	For all the souls he has forsaken.
	Silhouettes of living corpses
	Remnants of a transcient race
	March toward the red horizon
	Evanesce without a trace.
	The proud rub shoulders with the meek
	On debris littered city streets
	They fight like dogs for scraps to eat
	The welfare state's in dissaray
	All social order slips away
	The "Primrose Path" lead to decay (The Curtain falls on the human empire)
	Codes of conduct redefine
	As justice turns to legal crime
	These monsters masked by human features
	Are by far the blindest creatures.

	zuo ci : Ramsey, Walkyer
	Midsummer 2045 they lay upon
	The beaches burning
	Insects on a ball of rock
	Upon it' s axis slowly turning
	Steel and concrete melanomas
	Punctuate the hot sunrise
	Spines now chilled by global warming
	Microwave their last goodbyes.
	For sixty years or more they say
	Mankind had known there' d come a day
	When there would be a price to pay. " Square Eyes" watched
	The fools game show
	The first to go and last to know
	Sat eating junkfood on death row Feeding the fall of the human empire
	No prophet cast the money lenders
	From their polystyrene temples
	Noone heard the penny drop
	All interest shown was incidental.
	Pity the chairman of the board
	For all these years he' s piled his hoard
	But penniless he' ll meet the lord
	As all the world prepares to die
	He stands before the needles eye
	Whilst countless millions pass him by Fleeing the fall of the human empire
	Recalling all those wasted hours
	Of motions passed and minutes taken
	Maybe now he feels remorse
	For all the souls he has forsaken.
	Silhouettes of living corpses
	Remnants of a transcient race
	March toward the red horizon
	Evanesce without a trace.
	The proud rub shoulders with the meek
	On debris littered city streets
	They fight like dogs for scraps to eat
	The welfare state' s in dissaray
	All social order slips away
	The " Primrose Path" lead to decay The Curtain falls on the human empire
	Codes of conduct redefine
	As justice turns to legal crime
	These monsters masked by human features
	Are by far the blindest creatures.

	zuò cí : Ramsey, Walkyer
	Midsummer 2045 they lay upon
	The beaches burning
	Insects on a ball of rock
	Upon it' s axis slowly turning
	Steel and concrete melanomas
	Punctuate the hot sunrise
	Spines now chilled by global warming
	Microwave their last goodbyes.
	For sixty years or more they say
	Mankind had known there' d come a day
	When there would be a price to pay. " Square Eyes" watched
	The fools game show
	The first to go and last to know
	Sat eating junkfood on death row Feeding the fall of the human empire
	No prophet cast the money lenders
	From their polystyrene temples
	Noone heard the penny drop
	All interest shown was incidental.
	Pity the chairman of the board
	For all these years he' s piled his hoard
	But penniless he' ll meet the lord
	As all the world prepares to die
	He stands before the needles eye
	Whilst countless millions pass him by Fleeing the fall of the human empire
	Recalling all those wasted hours
	Of motions passed and minutes taken
	Maybe now he feels remorse
	For all the souls he has forsaken.
	Silhouettes of living corpses
	Remnants of a transcient race
	March toward the red horizon
	Evanesce without a trace.
	The proud rub shoulders with the meek
	On debris littered city streets
	They fight like dogs for scraps to eat
	The welfare state' s in dissaray
	All social order slips away
	The " Primrose Path" lead to decay The Curtain falls on the human empire
	Codes of conduct redefine
	As justice turns to legal crime
	These monsters masked by human features
	Are by far the blindest creatures.

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