Children of the Corn Syrup Fit for an Autopsy (Ft. Vincent Bennett)
"Children of the Corn Syrup" by Fit for an Autopsy (Ft. Vincent Bennett) is a #Metalcore track from 2021. The lyrics explore themes of consumerism, societal decay, and the impact of artificiality on humanity. Musically, it features heavy riffs and aggressive vocals, reflecting the chaos of modern life. Its commentary resonates with listeners, highlighting the dangers of excess.
Human nature is the enemy
Reaper in tow
Sickle in hand
No gardens will grow
On squandered land
We are all dead growth
Reaping all that we have sown
Rooted in your youth
Buried with the bones
The secrets they keep
They seep through the cracks of our homes
Here lies your mother
Born of this soil
Once famous for her beauty
Left a rotting corpse
Here lies our father
Born of this oil
Forged in the flames
We burn with no remorse
Instincts
Of the selfish
To pillage
Nothing left to salvage
Architects of destruction
Instincts
Of the foolish
To follow
Liars as they ravage
The fruits of a fallen nation
Reaper in tow
Sickle in hand
No gardens will grow
On squandered land
We are all dead growth
Reaping all that we have sown
Rooted in your youth
Buried with the bones
The secrets they keep
They seep through the cracks of our homes
Here lies your mother
Born of this soil
Once famous for her beauty
Left a rotting corpse
Here lies our father
Born of this oil
Forged in the flames
We burn with no remorse
Instincts
Of the selfish
To pillage
Nothing left to salvage
Architects of destruction
Instincts
Of the foolish
To follow
Liars as they ravage
The fruits of a fallen nation
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