Its too late for redemption
Destitute of grace and favour
Earth-striken and abandoned
Lying in the bed you've made
The folly was always hope
Delaying gratitude for nowhere
Land the crowning achievement of our existence
A monument to ignorance
Precious soul, so weak and so fragile
You need a master, its never enough
Precious soul, so cryptic and essential
Praying to master, it's never enough
Precious soul. Righteous and courageous
Slaughter for master, it's never enough
Existence wasted
Planet violated
Excuse debating
Praying for the answers betrayed by your conceit
Skulls crushed
Instinctual distrust
A violent lust
In devotion you can't see the woods for the trees
And though time may shelter
The guilt and the fallacy
There is nothing that's weaker
Than the wish for immortality
A sickened life
Born from a weakened mind
Sweeps across the dust and ruin that it leaves behind
When all is said and done
And ashes stain you black
Head craned skyward to see
That only death stares back
A sickened life
Born from a weakened mind
Sweeps across the dust and ruin that it leaves behind
When all is said and done
And ashes stain you black
Head craned skyward to see
That only death stares back
Only death stares back