Hollowgrams
The evolutionariesSo much
senseless beauty
in the
degradation of our species
from the perfect heart of the assembly line
pinpointed love
spreading
like the
holy gospel
high priests selling a better life
CHORUS 1
They are the undead supermen
Grey stars in a bleached white sky
pure and hollow
post human infection from another world
VERSE 2
We were never before
distortion from the future
unstoppable in our hordes
we are
the new men
CHORUS 2
They are the undead supermen
grey stars in a bleached white sky
pure and hollow
post human infection from another world
BRIDGE
We are
we are
we are
we are mother natures robots
drained of blood
icy and empty as artificial flesh
in human prototypes of
alien gods
the heart is dead
the mind is gone
hollowgrams hollowgrams hollowgrams
VERSE 3
It's a cancer
eating us alive
a hole is burning
at the very heart of our hive
CHORUS 1
They are the undead supermen
Grey stars in a bleached white sky
pure and hollow
post human infection from another world.