Descendants of the last surviving humans
Grown now having never known the world that's gone
A scar they all must wear upon their face
A map to a constellation out in space

Carved with an arrow down to the marrow
Carved with an arrow down to the marrow
Ancient maps from the sky
When the world was destroyed
The stars came back into their vision, giving them wisdom

From the sky, the story of their past
Tanning maps from melanomas
Learning to tell their place in space and time
A compass, marination of the ancient rhyme
A key to patterns lost on modеrn minds
A guide to the origin of our insides

Cloakеd within my lofty device, deliberately I've misled them
Like a god controlling the path, the blood on my hands makes a vision
Celestial cyst
Celestial cyst
It's too late to compromise
Celestial cyst
Celestial cyst
My madness leaves me barren

Barren, a frozen hole inside my brain
A cancer that eats away until I'm insane
The thoughts that torture me I keep within
The truth, I tortured them just on a whim
A man, like them I breathe and bleed and die
A lie, I used machines to give it life
It's gone too far to look behind
Manipulating remaining minds
I'm blind from the hate built up in time
A sign I create in stars that shine
Illusion of the kind, I'm compelled to complete the lofty shrine
It's lined with long frame panels that look like spines
The world is gone, it's not a crime
The world is gone, it's not a crime
The world is gone, it's not a crime
The world is gone, it's not a crime