As Fish

Like fish to the lure
We bite the bullet every time
The virus we are shall never stop
So count yourself numbered
Already amongst the dead

Onward march
Into the waiting arms of catastrophe
After we have eaten all the trees
Devoured all weaker societies
When we all exist under a blind conformity
Then we shall see once again the abandoned dream

Like fish to the lure
We bite the bullet every time
The virus we are shall never stop
So count yourself numbered
Already amongst the dead