home of titans (口白)

Home of titans where extension is the frame

Remission is the play in this amaranthine game

In our compulsory advance the conquest belts the soil

We build loggers of the wild land that never will recoil

The terms are definite in this exhausted engine

Scarred in the heaven's blood and seared into its skin

In the contamination range the ice turns out insane

And a merciful tariff does not make us humane

Home of titans where dominion stuns the will

Cannibals and ogres they have a pouch to fill

In our loathsome acumen inheritance is tyranny

Our anima is overcome and a womb is strategy

A seduction essential in a lunatic cadence

A perfection of the style but a murder of the sense

The executive array operates a mercy cane

But the occasional pardon does not make us humane

Home of titans where we shadow our own sun

Rapists and assassins we all become

In our machinery of greed a life is but a tool

Love is a residue innocent blood is fuel

Yes we all partake in this atrocity

This is the land of the axe and of the mercenary

Then we write out contracts in order not to cut a vein

But hiding slaughter in four walls does not make us humane