Extreme Noise Terror

Destruction for our personal gain
Conceited by so called advance
Though our lives are torn apart
For all that's left is dust in air
Sucked dry by parasites for far too long
The time has come to make a stand
I'll never live this way with such desire
Consuming you with no respite
There's nothing left
What will you ever achieve by these
means
You would see the truth from the gutter
From this man made hell
We are born to suffer