Dysplasia Lyrics

Stored in a remote tomb
Buried in a cloak of silence
Soon swallowed by nature's gorge
But not forgiven in a thousand years
A temple made from concrete walls
The grotto of a divine invention

Still praying to the gamma god
Until he lets us sense his wrath

Inhabitants of sector death
The ones who could survive the impact
Giving birth to bizarre creations
Hiding well from human eyes
Their grotesque limbs pointing to the sky
Towering dust cloud, silent witness

Still praying to the gamma god
Until he lets us sense his wrath

We are fragments of a bygone life
Waiting to be sacrificed
While the earth's crumbling
In front of our eyes

One can never be forgotten
Invisible undying force
Paralysed, deformed and staring
Into the abyss of remorse