Inheriting Dust by Tomb Warden Lyrics

Robbed in the womb
Still owing our lives
The greater good
The dogmatic lie
A future’s the price
Time to collect
Pay with your life
On their deathbed

Scarring
Condemned
Generation

Tap the veins of rotting corpses
Bloated, fat from misplaced trust
Mainline futures, lives, and voices
Nothing left but dust