Deus ex machina
LyfordeathRemember priest
The day of your execution
For preaching to the deceased
Feeding them your illusion
When you give it all away
Forese the sixth declension
Of life, men mentality
And your lost fate on humanity
Don't rush, your day will come
Focus, what will be your legacy?
We are not the masters of this house
Just molding its foundations
For future generations
Our actions will echo through eternity
My brothers
We will all fall in time
Either, following the flock
Or leading the hounds
They don't see it coming
What's your excuse?
Just stare into existence
Get bewildered in awe
Let's stand together
On the brotherhood
Or assit the decline
Of the blood line
We're not the victims
We are as responsible as them
If we stand still watching the decimation
Of our home
Wake up, this is not all we can be
In the dawn we will be
Away from this agony
We are the gods that will mold the future
We are the damned to feel the past
So we stand in this time of rupture
Hoping the changes will forever last
And this life that we own
Everything we disown
To us doesn't belong