[00:00.000][00:08.629]Barren are the ruins of our planet[00:11.784]Few have survived but the demented, soulless[00:15.753]Rationing the sacred human remains[00:17.650]Of human life, consumed by darkness[00:20.776][00:31.990]Hope has grown cold[00:37.871]Existence, pale[00:43.000][00:55.622]Glazed grey dead eyes seem innocent[00:59.368]Severed limbs lay, preserved and shrunken[01:03.400]Coveted parts of human bodies[01:07.616]Memories of a violent past[01:11.168][01:14.992]Forms entrenched in naked bodies[01:18.900]Far removed from souls in debris[01:23.485][01:33.300]Vultures pick at the flesh[01:38.165]Maggots consumed the rest[01:44.265][01:44.265]Putrid entrails strewn around[01:48.923]Ruins crumble to the ground[01:52.726][01:52.726]Vultures pick at the flesh[01:57.351]Maggots consumed the rest[02:03.355][02:03.355]Putrid entrails strewn around[02:08.151]Ruins crumble to the ground[02:14.220][02:14.220]Rationing the sacred human remains of [02:16.936]Those who once condemned this place[02:19.600]Centuries of decadence caught up[02:22.017]Bringing the end of all mankind[02:25.308][02:25.308]They will never stop their foraging[02:29.019]In the search for finding new remains[02:32.500]They will never stop their foraging[02:35.800]In the search for finding new remains