Funeral of Mankind

The rotting moonlight brewing philosophies
A conspiracy to overthrow the universal good
A plague to crush the believing human debris
A lust to trample life and reject humanity
The fountain of knowledge, blissful ignorance
All becomes as a sword to the pure-hearted
The crown of civilization becomes as a leash
And all the children of light shall be slain
It's the funeral of mankind, tarry no more
In the slumber of will, a war is at hand
Choose your side on the last final shore
It's all the same to me, I have already won
Lethargic visionaries and the vocal blind
Darkness is growing upon the battlefield
Thought for thought, lust for lust, release
In the end only the militant succeed