Frak The Gods

Lives erased

Their memories will never surface again

Now our plan for domination is at hand

Harvest the flesh, enslave the planet they call home

For one thousand (fucking) years

This is the age of a new direction

No one stands in the way of our reign over this sector

That has been newly claimed

I'll evade the sun if life is given to those i the shadows

Now I must erase the sight of the living and seperate from the eyes

Swallow the ink down, might as well

We're all destined to fall off the pages we've written

Call it fate or whatever the brain will label it as

We we return to the planet

Reason with the body

The death isn't what it seems

We are the ones to be extinct

Only forgiveness can end this

"Death it seems" so imminent

There is nothing that can be done here

"Suppressing" the impending destruction of our race as we know

Eyes from around, they gather in disbelief

Of the air we breathe and the little we know of it

This is a time of evaluation

Collecting the minds of a conscious infinity

Accepting the concequence of the ignorance changes how you perceive

Within this a truth and a reason met with distaste

Falling from the heavens above we've been dethroned

Our lives must replay in hope of ascending peacefuly

Let the violence bring us home and take us away from what we know