Harvested - A Night In Texas, Shadow of Intent

The earth was abundant with all we want and need

Now left exhausted by those determined to sustain

An existence consumed by gluttony

Stripped to its core, drained of its life

Exhumed from within, magma mined for profit

Debilitated of all forms of energy

Doomed civilization

Objugation placed on our failures

Now a lifeless sphere

Floating through space

This is the end of the human race

We are the merchants of our own death

Selling our lives like commodities

No anguish for the consummation

The final product of the homosapiens

The future is bleak

Our own oxygen executes the populace

Raped of its vitality, entirely exhausted

As our earth slowly becomes a wasteland

The human race will be engulfed by flames

Extinguished by greed all life fades away

Appetence devours the souls of the weak

Infinite potential, death by finity

Hollowing the core of our own planet

Restoring the balance of our universe

We harvested the freedom that we depended on

Now this world will devour our souls

The inexorable ways of our avarice

Have driven us to the depths of the abyss

Let the visions of annihilation feed at your mind

We are the merchants of our own death

Selling our lives like commodities

No anguish for the consummation

The final product of the homosapiens

The future is bleak

Our own oxygen executes the populace

Raped of its vitality, entirely exhausted

Toxity penetrates our veins

Poisoned from the inside out

Gasping for air our organs began to decompose

Decayed flesh, corroded morality

Contaminated existence, total loss of humanity