As time progresses and space moves along
Humanity is drivin senseless, within words of esence
Circuits of scurged words plague the world
Infesting the image feelings brought upon the world.
As we build our dreams to the sky,
We as humans tend to acknoledge our own kind,
Man becomes his own god, an image of the heart beyond,
Fantasy through the mind becomes alive.
The numerology forces the need for stability,
More and less, needed and worthless.
So real to the touch, one grasp and it turns to dust
Embracing reflections of humanities horrendous deflection.
Humans desire perfection, to cover all the wounds of neglection;
They try to regain themselves, harvesting life from glass shelfs;
Build a throne of bloody thorns to reach for the stars
Knowing you can never be a god from behind bars.
The lies that feed our dreadfilled eyes
Run deep into our sorrowful lives,
As old as God's despise
Born along with the Angel's demise.
We evolve our immortal seed
Through mecanics, channels and breeds
Mimicking what nature does best,
We're a mere miniature of Heaven's crest.
Generations are born into this wretched world,
The crack within our heart runs to the core,
As we plague our bodies and our souls
For the chance to reach our narrow sighted goals.
The gods will shiver and the Earth will crumble
At the sight of this world being humbled.
Destruction comes as Chaos of enlightment,
The further we'll reach the harder we'll tumble.