Hellhole Songtext
(At the hands of humanity, we are left with just debris) and this forsaken hell hole
Forsaken hell hole
Hope is a hallucination
We stray further away from god knowing they could care less to know their rights from wrongs
Womb of corruption swallow us whole, this fucking place reeks of death and we are the mold
Oh, we are the mold
Forsaken hell hole
Hope is a hallucination
We stray further away from god knowing they could care less to know their rights from wrongs
Womb of corruption swallow us whole, this fucking place reeks of death and we are the mold
Oh, we are the mold
Tear the sky open with black hellfire
The sun is now a wound in the sky
A dying ember flickering behind
The ground splits open into a gaping maze of carcasses
At the hands of humanity
We are left with just debris
Eclipse the sun with death and rust
Hell is right in front of us
No mask, no disguise
A crawling contagion seeping from lidless eyes
Howl at the void, beg for the end
Every breath is a disease and the air won't mend
Suffocate in the womb of your own fucking corruption
We're the fucking mold
Nothing worth saving
Suffocate in the womb of corruption
We are the mold
At the hands of humanity
We are left with just debris
Eclipse the sun with death and rust
Hell is right in front of us
Hope is a hallucination, and this is our tomb
A festering scream from the wasteland womb
From the wasteland womb
The plague we birthed digs its blade into the dead skin of every living thing
As the festering maggots tear through your weak porcelain skin
Seeping into the cracks of hell
A legacy of landfill
Rotting in the earth's misery
A helpless scream from the wasteland womb
The sun is now a wound in the sky
A dying ember flickering behind
The ground splits open into a gaping maze of carcasses
At the hands of humanity
We are left with just debris
Eclipse the sun with death and rust
Hell is right in front of us
No mask, no disguise
A crawling contagion seeping from lidless eyes
Howl at the void, beg for the end
Every breath is a disease and the air won't mend
Suffocate in the womb of your own fucking corruption
We're the fucking mold
Nothing worth saving
Suffocate in the womb of corruption
We are the mold
At the hands of humanity
We are left with just debris
Eclipse the sun with death and rust
Hell is right in front of us
Hope is a hallucination, and this is our tomb
A festering scream from the wasteland womb
From the wasteland womb
The plague we birthed digs its blade into the dead skin of every living thing
As the festering maggots tear through your weak porcelain skin
Seeping into the cracks of hell
A legacy of landfill
Rotting in the earth's misery
A helpless scream from the wasteland womb
