Landfill National Park

from A Deadworld Sojourn by Ash In Decay

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lyrics

Behold the pulsing glow in the toxic dark
Somber ashen skies, Landfill National Park

Farewell to forests at the last wildfire
Oceans nuked continental bonfires
A landscape so dismal
With a caustic stench so abysmal

Fed by people armored in fears
And high on the fetters of the garbage years
And brought to you by filth journalism
And salacious mercenaries in schism

Gaslight, glass fences, a septic nation
Of biped bovine dull mutations
That are devouring the narration
And chewing on the manipulation

Hills like pyres, valleys turned ashtrays
Metal birds scream songs of death rays

Behold the pulsing glow in the toxic dark
Somber ashen skies, Landfill National Park
Sludge River pussing and cussing sparks
Effervescent Lake, Landfill National Park

With endless degradation
The plumes of radiation
Leave Landfill National Park in total devastation
There’s nothing left outside
So close your doors and hide
And hand-wire your own reservations

While a ghouls cache of make-up and toupees
Spew the laudations and the constant charade
Of this political bile being swayed
Like an odious gauche broadway

From the vomitorium a saint necromancer
Bewilders the crowd as a firey skydancer
Crowd beckons for answers
Receive patriotic cancers

Convulsing, glitching, cognitive dissonance
disarmed of even the slightest resistance

De-evolution is self-induction
World War Three's in post-production
And hallowed by the rot
The resource that was sought

Docile cattle, no thoughts of battle
Traded freedoms for designer shackles
What a mind-numbing buffet
To watch a species wander astray

A gangled creature softened
Slaves away in a high-tech coffin
Curses the sky every so often